Fish

They say you can find a thousand fish in the sea

But they forgot to print the guidebook to catch them

Even the lines and worms were not given to me

And the little fish I get, seem to be all the same

Enough of sad and dark, enough of flat and cheap

Why are they all tasteless? Enough of fat on bones

The more I search for it, the more I’m into deep

I sink in loneliness and suffocate alone

Every day I just wish, I could sail to the south

Pitch my feet in the sand, and observe around me

A rainbow of seafood, the essence of my glee

I would just chew in all that can handle my mouth

Will remain only shells, and this taste of pleasure

A part of my hunger will certainly recall

I’ll reinforce my nets, and search for what I’m sure

A dolphin or a shark could satisfy this goal

 There might be in the sea, a thousand fish to catch

How many really, could be that unique match?

Uncertainty makes you swim in dangerous waves

But maybe bitterness is all that I can save…