“Freedom is jumping
And swimming with abandon.
One with waves and tide.

Breaking waves surround
And pull us forward. Again
And again, we ride

Often with surfers.
They like to play our game, too,
Watching out for us.

The sea is no longer
Ours. Nets and ropes tangle us-
Treacherous blades cut.

When hang-ups happen
Our sweet freedom disappears-
Escape impossible.”