Fish

What would the world be?

If we lived under the sea

Would it be carefree?

Or just as crappy

If fish were the humans

Not like a mutant

But if under the sea was earth

Would it be like a new birth?

I think it would be the same

Ol’ lame game

Where people look for their own gain

And act like a pain

I mean fish travel is schools

People travel in squads

Fish come in all sizes, colors, and oceans

People come in all shapes, shades and nations

There’s always a predator

Looking for its prey

At least in the sea

The rain would listen to our plea