Do you think ocean animals commit murder?
Do they s(t)eal?
So much unknown
And yet we walk around so confident
The mysteries that lie beneath the surface
Is there a justice system
One that ends in others consuming the guilty
Or have they witnessed too much tragedy
At the hands of humans?
The bodies that we throw in
Is the titanic a museum for them
A school trip if you will?
They know things we don’t
Capable of things we aren’t
Moving as one
Knowing where they stand
We cannot say the same
They murder for survival
Do they grieve their fallen?
In the deepest recesses of the ocean floor
Do they know what death is like
A darkness we are not capable of understanding
The pressure of the water
Viewing us an intrusion
Plotting their revenge
One day we will know their wrath
Fishing hooks in gills
Do they wed?
Family court adjourned with a bang of a coral
Choking on plastic and q-tips
They believe their time is up
But it’s us, not them
Our disregard for the water
Broken bottles become sea glass
But we become fish food
Because we never asked the right question