Free
Get me out of this cage.
I am trapped in a box;
In a feeble body,
An empty room.
Horror stage,
Overgrown womb.
Get me out of this prison,
Holding onto the limited.
A nightmare has risen,
World without benefit.
No clairvoyant vision,
A world of waiting,
A realm of hating,
Stating nothing,
We can't fix what is wrong
Get me out of this shell,
It's us that makes this place hell.
We are the ones who create imaginary rules,
Rules that limit ourselves and others, for the sake of organization.
I say: human nature is what drives these fools.
We are the key to our own frustration,
And nature will not change for us,
But remain absolutely the same,
Remain absolutely insane.
Get me out of this animal body, made from debris,
And release my spirit from the trap and set me free.
Copyright © Bilal Hb | Year Posted 2010
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