The Revenge of the Fish
The sun shone brightly on a windless day
Diamonds sparkled on the sea in the bay.
A paradise holiday for me
Away from the grind of drudgery
Suddenly the water receded, the tide went out
Stranded fish lay gasping, flopping about on the beach
I strolled barefoot among the fish
Wondering which would make a tasty dish
Not caring about their feelings or fate
Thinking only which would be best on a dinner plate
A roar, a massive wave crashing
To the shore. Water smashing
Whirling, dragging me along.
Swirling past hut and tree
Tumbling with debris.
Back and forth in frothing foam
Terrified, alone.
Silver fish flashed by
With blank stares.
Not caring about my fate or fears.
Water laden lungs craved for air.
Too bruised, too limp to fight
I slipped into Death’s night.
Who could imagine Fate’s irony?
The fish in the sea will now eat me
Copyright © Patrick Maitland | Year Posted 2012
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