A Day’s Catch

With his day’s catch, he makes a beeline towards the shore, leaving his temporary mark on the sea in the process. The motor gives him some respite for the work he’s done.
He’s up before there is light, he’s back already when there is.
For him this is routine, for us it’s a wonder.
I wonder though… What about the fishes? Do they know each day, nay, each hour, could be their last..?

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