A Taste of Oppression

A free verse poem about a fish and much more.

I'm weary of my bottled fish
Glaring back at me
She'd rather be frying
Or swimming in the sea

Confine me
A social being
In silence
I will learn

Learn that I am
And that I am not
Learn that I can
And that I can not

I have failed
And have been failed
Failed by a system
That swears to serve

Swim, fishy; swim
as far as you can go
In circles, I watch you roam
trapped inside with nowhere to go