You are a really good fisherman,
And I am just but a foolish fish,
Preposterously bitten your hook,
With your bait of feigned love attached to it,
Piercing it all the way to my heart,
Leaving me wounded with all of those prevaricates I've fell for,
But I don't know why,
I still love the feeling,
That you've been jumping in gladness,
That you've finally caught me,
Even though I was hardly breathing,
'Cause you've taken me away from the place,
That makes me breathe and gives me joy.
It somehow gives me relief,
Seeing the auspicious sun,
Brightly gleaming into my beautiful scales,
Not knowing it was just a start of a baleful Gehenna!
I should've known all along that it's just an entice!
But I am still blessed,
'Cause I have manage to escape,
While damaging and harming myself in the process,
From the jailhouse that you've locked me in.
From then on,
You've learned a lesson,
And use NET instead.
© Earl Jane