Sharks
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He had trouble hopping in the currents. His usual flexible fins seemed stubby in the water. He splashed and swished, flexing and relaxing his long muscles. He got no where no matter the angle.
I see the world in its beautyOthers see me in fear
I see the world in its graceOthers see me and sneer
Something calls me outA shriek, a scream, a screech
why do we see
such earthly beauties
as such monsters?
why do we say they are cold blooded
lacking emotion
and feeling?
Dear Fear,
I was told by a character in a cute little movie that you used caution to keep me safe—
—So please explain to me why I’m scared of sharks in my swimming pool.
LoveThe largest ocean in the seaAnd the deadliestFor it has no islandNo escapeFor you will become blindFrom all the sharksPulling your leg like no tomorrowOnly gazing at the breath
People forget about any shark
They don't see the difference that's so stark
They run and scream in fear
When they should be holding them dear
They don't see what sharks go through
The ones that do are so few
