The fisherman
Catapults the bait
But all he catches
Are the minnows
The singer
Serenades
But all he catches
Are the sinners
Never undersold
By excessive adulation
He graduated
From waterfalls
And fountains
To the tales
Of older
Soldier boys
The fishing man
Then departed
Another pitch
A tidal wave
The songsmiths obelisk
Throws light
Into more
Than the darkened corners
The observer
With pen
In hand
Misunderstands
Most
Or maybe all
Of the never ending
Struggle