My tale begins in a magnificent place
Where legends are created and given a face
About a little black fish from a far away land
Searching for light in a living space
So mighty the fish to give a hand
To rescue the seas from a darkness unplanned
The rainbow of colors that was once plain to see
replaced with dark shadows floating above sand
The fish named Shazhad was prince of the sea
It was his job to keep bright for all eternity
The living seas by dawn or by night
The absence of light is a mystery
He swam through the dark, such was his plight
Shahzad flied through the water like a bird in flight
Up ahead, something was gleaming in the sand
Finally, the little black fish found his flashlight
Apr 17, 2011
Apr 17, 2011 at 10:37 AM UTC
My tale begins in a magnificent place
Where legends are created and given a face
About a little black fish from a far away land
Searching for light in a living space
So mighty the fish to give a hand
To rescue the seas from a darkness unplanned
The rainbow of colors that was once plain to see
replaced with dark shadows floating above sand
The fish named Shazhad was prince of the sea
It was his job to keep bright for all eternity
The living seas by dawn or by night
The absence of light is a mystery
He swam through the dark, such was his plight
Shahzad flied through the water like a bird in flight
Up ahead, something was gleaming in the sand
Finally, the little black fish found his flashlight
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