Fishes In Blues Poem by kanav justa

vultures flying in number many '
over the vaulted sky
fishes swimming in the sea
they look up and they sigh

“their eyes fixed at those fishes”

a baby fish asks to his mom
why do we always hide
when we see those vultures high
as they circle in the sky

“baby fish looking at the vultures with curiosity”

a question he then asked again
why are we weak and small
in glory those vultures they fly
but why we always crawl


“we did no harm to those vultures
yet they eat us in plenty”


they kill us when we sleep at night
they kill us when we play
they kill when we all think of god
with heart and soul we pray

'where do our prayers go'

why we are the ones who always fall
and like sun they always rise
in dismay her heart was bleeding
yet hope dwelled in her eyes

“hope that longed for justice
why don’t he protect us
the one who created us and everything
if he exists somewhere
why is he hiding”

it’s a shame he spoke out loud
for the creator of the earth
some he made so weak like us
some strong right from their birth


'why this partiality'

now hiding ourselves is the only way
even for the ones who have a daring heart
I wish I could fight these vultures all
and rip out their flesh apart

I would not be afraid if I lost
but to always hide I feel is a pity
for us who are weak yet still so brave
I will end this misery

the mother smiled as she looked at her
and said that she still was small
to understand the laws of life
even the mightiest fall

you think eating us is a crime
but have you ever wondered the same
when you eat those fishes small
have you ever felt their pain

life is just an ocean deep
where death awaits us at the shore
some moments in life like sugar sweet
some moments we find as sour

where every being that lives on earth
has his/ her life at stake
some moments gives us glory great
sometimes our hearts it breaks

'Still not satisfied by her answer
baby fish spoke again'

I have seen humans

they live their lives like a king
as if they were the creator of everything

they commands the oceans and the land
but one thing i never understand

why nobody eats them, still they eat all
i have never seen those mighty humans ever fall

why can’t we live our lives like them
no other race can eat them

so mother, what you said to me was wrong
the creator was always biased as he made them strong

the mother then said again staring at the sky blue
what you say my son, is absolutely true

no one eats these humans
but still that does not make any difference

even though they come from a golden seed
yet their heart overflows with greed

they need none who would make them fall
they eat themselves, the humans are dumb after all