What Life From the Sea

What life... What life from the sea... What life from the sea, has a right? What life from the sea has a right to live with me? Shall I jump in and the noble fish that swim to me, be my noble friends? Do we romp and play in the waves, and act like friends? Do I now let them in to play? Do I except them? Be freinds? Maybe... I should select one. Or fish, cast out a deep sea pole. Catch them just one at a time, only now keep the best. Play God, and decide which one to devour at the dinner table this day? Which do I let go to romp in the waves with me? Do I have the right to be that... Do I have the right... The right? To be... Do I have the right... Do I have the right to be that... Do I have the right to be that presumptuous? What presumptous right would make me think I could do as I darn well please? What presumptuous right do I have to be that? Cast out a net, catch a whole school? Place them, set my needs? No rights? What Earth? What on Earth can have... What on Earth can have the power? What on Earth can have the power, one over the next? The mighty lion, shall he reign over Earthly creatures, choose ones to slaugter? The elephant his magnificent size, shall reign? Man, with all his intelligence... Look what his knowledge... Has done? This is a style I came up with, I call it "The Arrow Takedown", by Judy A. Riley Rules; build a story to a point, bring it back down to blend to the next verse. The Arrow counts are Four Arrows, Syllible count on each arrow stanza is 2,5,8,12,18,12,8,5,2. The poem must have a beginning and an end conclusion. Hope you like this, Thanks Judy Riley