By the sea side I happily sat
Oh it was indeed a glorious sight
Though the breeze blew away my hat
And almost carried away my kite
The blessed purity of the waters
The intense radiation of the sun
Maybe this led to some rivers
Who knows, I think i needed a bun
I imagined the dolphins smiling
I imagined the fingerlings singing
I imagined the crabs preaching
I imagined me just imagining
I made sure not a glimpse I missed
Until some fishermen came
They casted their net and hissed
Oh my! Their ecosystem is being invaded
Help! Help! Help! Help!
Somebody call the 911
I felt the pandemonium in the sea
Helter skelter every organism fled
“Run for your lives” the sergeant fish yelled
Run, run, run, can’t you see?
The weak ones got caught
The ignoramuses bled
Oh my baby, mother fish cried
On the happy faces of those rebels
There was no element of mercy
Their nets was full and heavy
Full of debris and a few sea creatures
Dear Lord, save us they all prayed.
Just by the sea side are some fisherwomen
With their baskets ready and mouth widely open
They trade the lives of these innocent creatures
Slow and steady looking at them sumptuously
I pondered and wondered in dismay
How would you feel if you were treated the same way?
Imagine a very large swooping net in our glorious earth
Taking people away for sale and making us live in fear
But really, aren’t we swooped into a net?
Flooding, kidnapping and high cost of living
Fear of the badoo gang or some beast?
Keeping us in bondage of giving
Maybe this could just be a continuous cycle
The sins committed against these little creatures
Have now been heaped heavily upon our heads
Shall we not let them alone?
Maybe our own lives would be better
Or somehow our problems would decrease
Who knows how happily we would live
But what then shall we live on?
REHTSE Thinks out