Japan's Fukushima Daiichi Nuclearwaste discharge plan

This piece was written in July 2023 in response to the ongoing discharge of Japan's Fukushima's Nuclear Wastewater in the Pacific Ocean.

We are no 'nukes for peace'-scientist 

But we will not be radio-silenced-on-this 

Scientific evidence buttering up their touch

But nothing as confusing as living in an atomic flask

First they sample our existence in secret labs

Now they inject our Waitui with lethal stabs 

This is not about gradual release 

This is about accumulation of adverse reactions

Slow doses of poison ingested 

Like grains of sand 

Make up  the seashore land

Be it in my toe, taro leaf or wind blow 

Day-light walking ghosts for the puppet-show 

My oceanic body knows one or two thing 

Treated water is not saltwater 

Black tea or white tea, is still tea

Even if my tongue sleeps on me, 

the Cod (/cord) in my belly chokes from a cycle of injury

This is not about dirty water made clean

This is about precedence 

Setting the scene 

A type of dual use 

A gateway and a get-a-way 

Push a little is to push for more 

The old rat wheel garlanded with fragrance of cherry blossoms 

protected by touch-me-not roses of the sweet iron fist

This is not about secured water 

This is about accidental spillages 

One drop, two drop, three drop 

Blood clots 

Brain knots 

Weak spots in my throat 

cross 

This is not about transparency 

This is about war currency 

carefully wrapped in peaceful apologies

Rising in up-roar, 

We are ocean currents in the sea floor

anchoring our ocean-ship in this diamond trick