Burst the bubble,
Step outside
Tear down the self-built, unsafe, foundationless walls,
Even a goldfish knows it cannot hide
With wide-open sparkling eyes
Step outside,
See the wider horizons and bluer skies,
Are you looking from out or inside?
The goldfish bowl?
The flimsy bubble?
The prison walls?
Make them rubble.
This is not your place at all.
Graham Parker's Poetry 
Favorite bit — which, I think, could stand alone:
Even a goldfish knows it cannot hide
With wide-open sparkling eyes
Step outside,
See the wider horizons and bluer skies,
Are you looking from out or inside?
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