The fishes worship the sun and the moon
Some leave the surety of water for a quick , clear -
image of their beauty and authority
Others swim unsure , besmirching their
brethren for believing such folly  , sinking
into the depths to escape the majority
Schools of followers forming religious
cliques , casting anger toward the bottom -
dwelling fish
Voracious congregations in a feeding -
frenzy , growing larger , never ending
One day a strange sight did appear
Reverend Grouper calmed the church -
declaring " the angels are here "
They floated to the surface where they were -
quickly netted , the command of the pastor -
was soon regretted
The agnostics and the atheist continue to
'lay low' , timidly swimming from rock to coral to
hole* ....