What do you think of "Whistling the Life?" - My own Poem

When you do this


We are in a large metallic bowl, that the adults created. 

We are in a big, gigantic claustrophobic place,

Where the adults control us whatever they want.

If you say one 'word',

If you 'try',

Even though you're a goldfish in a fish tank,

When you whistle,

The glass with break,

When you power-up,

You will escape.

And our free minds will gather the nice fresh air,

Pumping and rising for a source of energy,

Then we will charge,

To 'regain' our dynamism.

So don't say 'this word',

'I give up.'

Shout,

'Everything's awesome.'