that is not quite it
you will never distinguish
the underbelly from the surface glare
you swim too low
too close to the floor
of whatever we all swim in
we fight for
whatever drifts down from the top
they? they have no more notion of the bottom
than you of air
yes, air, whatever that is
allegedly floats above water
so it may be just a myth
part of the foolishness our elders handed down to us
but if there is air
they break out of water into it
a few shining seconds
and partake of in their wriggling there
whatever makes the surface glow
no wonder they lord it over us
and send down nets and trawling fish
to scoop up hundreds of us
as sacrifices
go ahead
revolt if you must
our histories say we do it every few lifetimes
but never ever record
any of our victories
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