I wasn't told,
wasn't briefed
I came out striped, like a fresh fish
shivering and weak,
to behold this new world,
this large pod,

why was I called?
I shouldn't be here,
Why was I sent for,
what changed before?
Take me home, am lost,
leave me here,
I'll rust,
My consent was not trust,
for I'd say no,
in a thousand pulse

I wasn't told,
I wasn't briefed
I came out striped,
like a fresh fish,
Now I can't return,
here's where I live,
yet not a place,
I ever dreamed.

© Iam.a.poet