Aquariums Fishes Poem by Zamir Osorov

We are all looking
as tiniest fishes,
have swam to and fro in an aquarium
with the shape of parallelepiped,
or sphere with cutting top
or just entered in the emptied 3=litter bottle
from ended juice
now filled with water.

Children are looking to us from above
and from around
and even trough us -
trough our body - flat and transient.
There are not find any hiding place
from the curious and omniscient eyes.
What we are and what we eat,
how mating, hunting and how hunted
and transforming gradually
from ephemeral fishes
for nothing.