fish and fisherman

the fish glides through the river

it is free and no one disturbs her

her environment is her planet

and she thought, "i am nobody's pet".

but her world isn't hers only

many have claim of it, it's a pity

and so when someone had invaded

she whispered, "i am dead".

the fisherman heaved its fishing equipment

smiling, a bright day, he had meant

he pulled a chair facing the waters

he begin his hunt like nothing else matters

so he started his conquest

and the sun is already on its west

it’s only a matter of time, he said

and soon he will be well-fed

the solitary fish sensed

an invader, now she’s tensed

she needs to avoid, now or never

and she’ll be a prisoner forever

the fisherman had caught the fish

he wants her, he wished

but she struggled to be free

so he let her go, in the waters he will see.

The fish wished she could go back

To the waters that is intact

Because once it’s done, it’s done

The fisherman’s deed and now she’s fond.