Fish- a poem

In the black pond there are six small white fish
Swimming in harmony, they look for food
All of them happy and never so rude
When I look at them I make a small wish

I wish for the world to have peace like them
In wonderful existance, fish go on
Swimming in circles with never a con
I wish for us to not fight for a gem

Six small white fish with no cares in the world
Just looking for food and to reproduce
A simple life, water instead of juice
The path is just so straight, nothing is curled

If we are the fish, the world is the pond
We have to keep it clean and safe and free
We are the fish, to save the world is WE
World is a pond, can't be saved by a wand

In the black pond there are six small white fish
When we look at the we make a big wish