Fish

one two three and another, they walk past,
from the jeans and sweats to the fancy ties,
their blinkered eyes stare forwards unseeing,
safe in the knowledge of their flawless world.

one two three and another, they walk themselves into the night,
consumed by their own desires,
their time may be almost up,
their luck run out,
and their rule cut short,

one two three and another, I try to warn them,
but they cant see,
blinded by their dominance,
theres nothing i can do,
nothing i can say that they would understand,
i am insignificant in their all important lives.

one two three and another time i swim arround my cheap plastic castle,
made by the desperate starving members of their race,
and wait.....
wait for the inevitable,
for their reign to end,
and the time i can return to the sea