Tin Fish
Read 'Tin Fish' by 'Rudyard Kipling' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
The ships destroy us above
And ensnare us beneath.
We arise, we lie down, and we
In the belly of Death.
The ships have a thousand eyes
To mark where we come . . .
But the mirth of a seaport dies
When our blow gets home.
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