Encore- Poetry from The Captain's Chair- The U.S.S. MinnowPROSE!

Unfortunate, your eyes are blind to the truth.
That thing paraded infront of the many.
Majority rules.

Listen to the flow of the ocean.
The turn of the moon in the night sky.
Fascinating orbits.

Green and blue, white sands on black seas.
Come for a swim tiny minnow.
Sharks await.

Leers and sneers, derision mounted upon.
Swimming together we can rise above the swell.
Fingers entwined.

This little fish ain't so small.
Building a town and bring it down.
Stick it to the Man.
Wait, is that my house in flames?
Audience screams Encore.

Grab a stick and make it sharp.
Little man living in the dark.
Mud and brick, mortar and stone.
Does he care if broken bone.

Take his wife and now it smarts.
Much fear, much flechette and dart.
Piercing walls of heart and love.
fluttering to earth like a wounded dove.

Dive deep into the wounds that heal.
Hide beneath proud skin.
Put on that face little man.
Join the ranks of the faceless clan.

Encore..