Free fish swim gracefully

through deep blue seas

through rushing currents with lots of friends

swimming high and swimming low,

swimming fast and swimming slow.

But trapped fish thrash

inside walls of glass

no freedom to follow their dreams,

not able to swim high or low

not able to swim fast only slow

no power to find peace and sleep,

instead all they can do is weep.

Free fish awake form their lively homes

ventuing out for fish that roam

stalking down an unwary prey

and gobbling it up without dismay

well-fed and satisfied the free fish head back

and decide to take a well-deserved nap.

But trapped fish awake from an alarming sound

to see their morning meal raining down

wondering what this food may be

with never a say about this mystery

with no choices left it seems unfair

they swim back home in great despair,

and know that all they can do is weep.