The Cage
This is my world,
That’s all I know,
As I sit on my perch,
I have stopped to grow.
I count the bars,
As I sit inside,
Wondering about
The world outside.
I see all the people,
Staring at me,
As if I were a toy,
They had come to see.
They have only known,
Their world outside,
Never stopped to wonder,
What lies inside.
I am waiting for the day,
When the door is left ajar,
Then I will fly away,
Far, far and far.
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