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Sailing across the ocean blue Singing shanties with my merry crew We cast our nets into the briny waters To provide for our wives, sons, and daughters. But when are nets grew heavy and taut We heaved them up to see what we caught. And what did our accursed eyes behold? Fish with scales that glistened like gold. We cheered as our nets burst at the seams. We were rich beyond our wildest dreams! But my heart quickly sank to the sea floor As I recalled the warning we got days before. “Should you ever catch fishes of gold Remember the ancient warnings of old: Release them and don’t be slaves to greed Lest you anger the Merfolk with a selfish deed.” With heavy heart, I reminded my crew Of the solemn warning from Old Ms. Rue. They laughed and said, “It’s just an old wives tale!” And our captain said, “Homeward we sail!” I warned them that this was a foolish deed But my voice was one they chose not to heed. As they started to sail home with childish glee A great shadow loomed below the su...
Blind Flower
Every whispered rumor,
Every little lie,
Is sure to catch up to you.
You cannot run or hide.
It starts out very small,
Seemingly insignificant,
But it grows and it grows
Until the whole world notices. Magnificent.
That little seed you planted,
The one you thought was no big deal,
Becomes a dodder plant that blankets you...
Your fate is sealed.
The dodder drains you, steals your sunlight,
Leaving you weak and in the dark,
A darkness that reflects
The darkness in your heart.
You may cry for help,
But your pleas fall on deaf ears.
The same people who could've been your saviors
Are the ones you gossiped about for years.
The parasite completely suffocates you,
And what do you become?
A blind, shriveled flower, all alone,
No longer able to greet the sun.
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