Fishermen

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In between sea and sea is where we were born,
Both in land and sea we grow.
In between the rich and poor we live,
In between known and incognitos we crawl,
In between A.M. and P.M. we walk.

In between wines we dine,
In between agony and ecstasy we sleep,
In between peace and vendetta we march,
In between pride and humility we become numb.

In between day and night we lead life,
By going between the legs we create life.
Birth, life and death have become famous metaphors,
Weddings, funerals and births have become nothing but a melodrama.

In between bliss and melancholy we think,
In between hell and heaven we dwindle,
Hope, fate, luck and duck cast a dance in shadows of one’s life.
Awe of waves engulfing us is so gallant,
In between myth and non-fiction world we play our role.

In between land and land is where we fish,
In between sea and sea is where we die.