Circling Sharks

Some get it.
And some don't.
A few will.
And many wont.
But those standing on a safe shore,
Are no longer trying to stop
Those
From either swimming,
Or finding other methods...
To board a sinking ship.
With passengers too intoxicated,
To realized
The circling sharks...
Doing the backstroke,
Are not smiling to entertain the whims
Of those who view!
And none have come prepared,
For a formal dining experience.
Or meaningless chats with the captain.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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