‘Fishy’ world

There was a fish
surrounded by a sea of calamities
She was beautiful but different
with less friendships and more enmities

The sea was her new home
she could not leave and go
Her parents sent her with a heavy heart
she could not now say no

She existed but did not live
she carried on her chores
She thought she would survive
but the chamber had too many locked doors

When she revolted, the sea-chiefs shut her mouth
they threatened to dissect her fins
One chief tried persuading her
by luring her with pleasant things

She wanted to escape
but there was time
Her gills felt suffocated
she was punished for no crime

She lives and dies each day
inching closer to freedom
Waiting to return home
and feel what it is to be pain- ridden

She fights like a Siamese fighter fish
eats up her pain like a molly and guppy eat their baby
Learns from the past like a Trigger fish
strives to live as a happy fish

She is a fish but she is like you and me
as much a fighter as humans could be
She fights to live and lives to grow
May God bless her in her days of low

Little and small but pain makes one tall..
Little and small
but pain makes one tall…