The Different Schools

Some fish,
The bigger,
Stronger ones seem
To take over.
They swim forward
With confidence
Near the top of the ocean,
Near the bright,
Warm and welcoming light.
The smaller,
Weaker fish
Swim near the bottom,
The dark,
Bottomless pit that
Nothing
Can be saved from.
Certain fish of
Different colors and
Unique shapes and sizes
Seem to be favored,
By themselves,
Of course.
But they all have the
Same
Nerves wired to the brain,
The same
Gills to take in oxygen,
And the same
Heart that pounds involuntarily
Every second
Of everyday
Of every year.
And they are all here
For the same intention.
To live.