Caged

By , Talala, OK
My wings are clipped,
I cannot fly.
I have been broken down
In mind,
In soul,
In spirit.
They took me from paradise,
From a haven where I was free.
They assumed it wouldn’t faze me.
Look at me now.
I once was beautiful,
Majestic beyond all else.
My feathers, once glossy and think,
Now are paper-thin and coarse,
From lack of will to live.
So as you pass me by
Or stop to look at me,
The eagle,
The pride of America,
Remember how free I once was.
As you look through the bars of my cage,
I hope you are filled with guilt and remorse,
Because you realize YOU caused this!
There may be hope.
Someday I’ll be free again.
But for now,
I’m CAGED.





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K.H.P. said...
Mar. 30, 2010 at 10:29 am
This is also mine.
 
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