Dry Fish

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Does a fish know he’s wet?

What a silly question,

Who would ever bet

That a fish didn’t know he was wet?

But hold on a minute,

How would he ever come to see

That there can ever be

Something other than being wet?

He was hatched in the water,

Swimming is what he does

His friends all swim with him

Swimming is what he loves.

His life is pretty simple

He swims and he eats

Some friends go missing,

But that’s life in the deep.

No one ever asks,

To where do they all go?

We know they’re swimming somewhere

Maybe they’re to and maybe they’re fro.

It’s been said that some go up

Where the light is bright

But there’s a barrier there

You can’t go ‘cross it, it’s just not right.

Well, this fish went anyway

Because something drew him

The more he stayed there,

The less he felt ruin.

The light gave him strength

The more he swam at the top,

The more he sensed changes

And the uncontrollable urge…to hop.

Something was going on,

No longer could he swim in the deep

Without feeling this…wetness

That he no longer wanted to keep.

So, he swam to the surface

Little heart pounding in his frame

Ready to take the leap,

That would rid him of his shame.

Shame for a life so pointless

No goal, no direction, no aim

Life in the deep is so numbing,

So many distractions and everything’s the same.

With one last gulp,

One last wag of the fin,

He broke through the surface

And no more would he swim.

The light covered him

With a warmth he’d never known

Water no longer filled him

Now it’s air that’d make him grow.

You see, this little fish

Was made for something more,

He followed the light’s calling

And took a leap onto the shore.

So, does a fish know he’s wet?

This we still cannot tell

Cause to know he was wet

He needs to know dry as well.