Dianeisms

A poem to go along with selfishness

Posted by Dianeism , Saturday, November 13, 2010 7:42 AM

Sell Fish

It’s worth every penny to not be penniless.

Do whatever it takes, take whatever you can get.

Selling fish was his best bet.

Among the market, he charmed with his banter.

People flooded in with a canter.

He won’t do this, he won’t do that.

But, he will carry the fish until it breaks his back.

He juggled the fish in the air with a fake smile and cold scaly hands.

He gets mad when anyone ruins his plans.

It wasn’t just the money he craved, but the attention he was paid.

He would never stop selling fish because he doesn’t know how to be self-less.

The vendor across the street began to steal his thunder.

No longer did his fans reel in for hunger.

Now he’s broke and hooked into a blunder.

His head slumped down returning to his forgotten life with his tail tucked under.