Fishbowl

Swimming revolutions, Walking in the right lane, Cultural institutions, Every second's the same. Our destinies intertwine, Though our paths differ, While we are not caught on a fishing line, We are all cycled through the same filter. The steady monotony, Of wake, swim, eat, sleep, Echoes quite similarly, To our habitat of mindless routine and day dreams. We all dream of adventure yet squander our independence, To you, tank or sea water have no difference, You are all served the same universal dish, Yet you always seem content in your glass container, While we brood in our confinement constantly searching for a departure, That is why at aquariums, I find the people as fascinating as the fish.