A jellyfish is an animal, Born without a brain; Floating through the great abyss, Unconcerned by pleasure or pain.
What a luxury it would be To go without thought, To naturally survive and thrive Without the threat of becoming distraught.
But then I think to myself, The world is filled with jellyfish who carelessly sting; Those they are supposed to lead and protect, Those who we put our faith in.
You never usually see a jellyfish Until it is too late, You feel them first, their piercing attack And this is not simply fate;
For if you are going to dwell Where danger hides in plain sight, You cannot be astonished When the jellyfish bite.