Mermaids
Under the cover of the night sky,
I’m shielded from judgement.

It doesn’t matter that I’m gasping for air,
Drowning in her ocean.
Yet I feel like a mermaid:
Beautiful, graceful, sensual.

Some say I’m an abomination,
I should just drop dead and die.
Others covet me like wild game,
Something to use up and discard.

But I just swim in dark oceans,
And think it better than deserts.
Others may end up with no water,
But I gladly swim in secret.

I’m elegant as I glide by,
Living in harmony with the wildlife:
No predators or hunters in sight,
But only by the cover of the night.

For when the sun comes out
And the ocean is illuminated like one large gem,
I must go back to my caves
And hide from the light.

In my hiding place, I dream of freedom.
I dream of peace,
Of freely swimming under the sun
And living with ease.

But I guess the world turns over
And mermaids must still go on.
I can only dream of hope
And lust for the warmth of the light.