In My Shell Poem by Isaac Maliya

In my shell
I feel safe, No danger! No noise!
For I am in my shell
Why should I go out?

I do not see enemies
They do not either, only assumptions
Of my dish qualities, my edibility
I will not go out!

I dread the heat, the boiling water
But I cannot see them either
For I am in my shell, I will not run away!

If I die in my shell, trapped
My identity veiled, without release
Who will guarantee my deliciousness?
Who will pen my history?
Mine to eternity, all will go.
Saving eyes from shedding tears!
Then, I will miss my shell....