{"sf1_id":222780,"sf2_id":"nJE722om","title":"The Soul in the Fishbowl.txt","author":"VioletTiger","words":190,"posted_at":"2011-02-16T05:51:00.000Z","tags":["Dark","Fish","Other","Pain","Poetry","darkness","fingers","fishbowl","hand","peace","pearls"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/222780-the-soul-in-the-fishbowl-txt","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nJE722om","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/6e/c3/6ec37ea7-eb02-47d2-84db-7612902f864c","description":"","content":"Tis a soul, swimming in that metephorical fishbowl,  \nLiving its life on the wings of strife.  \nTo guide its path it seeks to suffer darkness's wrath.  \nIts suffering shielding, those who's weakness is unyielding.  \n  \nOne day truth will fill its sight, truth that light is dark as night.  \nThe fools who claim to be righteous, all proven to be wretches.  \nIts heroes shown for villians, it passes to the winds.  \nThat poor soul swimming round and round the fishbowl.  \n  \nThe lamp left on, hot as a sun,'  \nDark cool night, held simply out of sight,  \nThe waters of life seem to evaporate, death seems to celebrate.  \nThe soul whithering in its fishbowl.  \n  \nSuddenly cool, the waters rise in that pool.  \nA gentle hand guiding fingers through the water, like sticks through sand.  \nLife gains beauty, a simple fullfilling of karma's duty.  \nThat lucky soul, happy in its fishbowl.  \n  \nAround and round the pool swirls, life full of its dark pearls.  \nA new soul fills the bowl.  \nA new seeker on the path, now to suffer darkness's wrath.  \nNow the waters grow murky, in the swurl of life, so hurky jerky.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}