The fishes in the sea swimming innocently
Looking for survival with the least tragedy
Avoiding all the sharks, deceitful strategy
To hide and then to seek, with risk minimally

For all chasing away to live a life's passion
To retain momentum for the next steps of core
As the lights are beaming to attract the folklore
Into the den of traps at the fittest fashion

Legacy of the fins that survived the worst days
To form a nucleus of formidable foes
To weaken empire of the powerful throws

Carry on the tirade unto the next malaise
For the haters will hate, yet continue to swim
As survival values that no one takes your limb