Prisoners Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Prisoners



Watching fish swimming back and forth in their limited
environment, living life as best they can, being fed
and cared for, yet prisoners just the same.

In a tank of water, unable to travel their natural hab-
itats, no longer free to do what they please, for they
are only exhibits for we humans to stop and watch for
a while.

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