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“Good Fish”

(Self-Reflection – 1)

“Good Fish”

I have no intention.
Of getting a mention.
To receive a shiny star.
Or looks from afar.

I wish no reward.
I don`t play my own cord
Don`t shake any hands.
Don`t give out high-fives.

I have no statue.
No honoured figure.
No drums when I walk.
No overweight singer.

All I want.
Is to leave this world.
In a better light.
And do what`s right.

All I hope.
Is not to stumble.
From the jealous ones.
With their loaded guns.

And,
I do this every day.
So, at the end,
Rest peacefully I`ll lay.
Sprinkled ashes in the Sea.

Wind through garden chimes.
The Fish of the Sea.

 

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The fish of the sea

Added the wrong image, aparently the Cosmos doesn`t want me to change it.... Technical Difficulties....

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Being Me

I think that as long as we try and be the best person we can be, then that is all that matters. The dead are eventually forgotten anyway x

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The fish of the sea

Amen! Well said Tina, we can only do the best we can do! Thanks so much for your support, your comments are really appreciated. All the Best. The Fish of the Sea.

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