Closed Doors
Let’s fly away from this dim, smoky place
To far off lands and over endless seas.
At last, we’ve found all our locked cages’ keys.
I ache to feel the wind upon my face.
I scream adieu to all this tortured waste,
And think on views so different from these.
Imagine open air and swaying trees-
A paradise of light and open space.
I ran and leapt and raced into the light-
The taste of liberty atop my tongue.
To things far gone and past I gave no thought.
The future briefly stole away my sight-
(In my defense, I was naive and young.)
I found all of my dreaming was for naught.
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