Once there was a big fish,
Who wanted to walk on land.
But he could not,
He had no legs.
But
He looked
Above the water,
And saw the people,
Who could do lots,
They walked wherever,
They were not hindered.
Sea kept the fish in,
But not his mind.
His thoughts above,
With the people.
But then he grew up,
And no longer
looked
above.
« So I Wait | Poetry | The Point Was Lost To Me »