The Cage

Slowly
 Very slowly
 Fall a white feather
Against the weight of earth
 On the  ground covered in dirt 
It lands there 
To be seen 
By the blue eyes 
To be hold 
By a bare hand .

Who to blame? 
Between the steels of confinement 
There is a lonely bird
First day, sounds of flapping 
Heard everywhere in the huge cage 
Days passed by 
Even wings are still there 
But they were erased 
From the memories 
Of the lonely bird. 

They gave it 
Food, water 
Freedom ?
They forgot to give it
Or did the black cloth of greediness 
Tied up their both eyes ? 
Set me free 
Set me free 
The lonely bird couldn't say 


Sometimes it rains 
Sometimes it shines 
Yet everywhen 
it's like a strand of string 
Chain up all it's vigour

All it could do 
Watching other wings 
Being outspread wide 
In the hurricane 
New desire born 
In the lonely bird 
Every evenfall,it prays
And prays to its' Creator 
Beg for freedom 
 

It will be your final moment 
Once you step out 
The Creator said 
I want peacefulness filled up 
In my remaining days 
It replied 
A day lives with peacefulness 
The way too greater 
Than a thousand days 
Live with endless sorrowness

One unexpected day
A long craved wish
To be granted 
To the lonely bird 
The steel cage did eat all it's hope 
Now, the black steel engulfed 
In orange, red, brown rust 
Waiting to be wear down 

Will the lonely bird 
Fly free from 
It's trap 
With the last breath 
To fly high 
High till the unreachable sky
Like others?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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