|Sometimes I think,|
that all people are fishes ‒
big, small, motley, predator, dumb.
Fishes live in their custom area
in seas, oceans, rivers, lakes, aquariums.
Also as people,
fishes want to survive today
for tomorrow being.
Not all can do that.
Because lucky fisher
sets network everywhere,
throws rods in all banks,
Death keeps all fishes on the hook.
If you carefully look into people’s eyes,
you can see there
seas, oceans, rivers, lakes, aquariums…
Sometimes I think,
that all people are fishes,
and all of us live
in the depths of someone’s eyes.