Poetic Verses
Fishing
Oh! What a very beautiful summer's day
The earth being lit up by the sun's golden ray
The sea water so calm and like it was beckoning
Telling us guy; why do you not go fishing?
It seems as though all our thoughts were that way
So three of us departed quietly and happily from the quay
Being familiar, knew a very good and also so special location
Where there can be fishing, and indeed moments of relaxation.
With my line in the water, which seems for a while?
Then a nibble startled me and even brought a smile
After a little playing, the fish was lifted and it was labeled religion
As it was lifted, it exploded and there was great fragmentation.
Being disappointed, well there was nothing wrong in trying again
This time this one hooked, really put up a fight and really cause some pain
Near the surface I could see then name, which was racism
It broke the line and departed to the depths within.
This time employing the support of a net
So any fish hooked, this time would be more secure yet
This time it was recession, it was in the net for a moment
Somehow it broke the net, and escape creating a torrent.
Not one, who likes to give up, will always give my best shot
But you know what; it was world peace this time I caught
It was taken aboard .and in jumping around, to the water it return
These now to my mind a sort of pattern I could discern.
This now also re-enforce that very ominous emerging pattern
That there seem to are some forces willing to keep the current system
So though there may be some changes, if only for a moment
That mentality has been sanction by only a few sectors of the environment.
The earth being lit up by the sun's golden ray
The sea water so calm and like it was beckoning
Telling us guy; why do you not go fishing?
It seems as though all our thoughts were that way
So three of us departed quietly and happily from the quay
Being familiar, knew a very good and also so special location
Where there can be fishing, and indeed moments of relaxation.
With my line in the water, which seems for a while?
Then a nibble startled me and even brought a smile
After a little playing, the fish was lifted and it was labeled religion
As it was lifted, it exploded and there was great fragmentation.
Being disappointed, well there was nothing wrong in trying again
This time this one hooked, really put up a fight and really cause some pain
Near the surface I could see then name, which was racism
It broke the line and departed to the depths within.
This time employing the support of a net
So any fish hooked, this time would be more secure yet
This time it was recession, it was in the net for a moment
Somehow it broke the net, and escape creating a torrent.
Not one, who likes to give up, will always give my best shot
But you know what; it was world peace this time I caught
It was taken aboard .and in jumping around, to the water it return
These now to my mind a sort of pattern I could discern.
This now also re-enforce that very ominous emerging pattern
That there seem to are some forces willing to keep the current system
So though there may be some changes, if only for a moment
That mentality has been sanction by only a few sectors of the environment.
