The Cage

What is the point of continuing

When everything around it is falling apart?

Destined to be in the cage it wishes all to end

But something else is holding it back

It has lost all sense of purpose

Any motivation it had is gone

Its life has become a routine

And al it wants is to escape; undo this wrong

It wants to start again

Fly out of the cage and spread its wings

Feel the breeze, the warmth of The Sun

Only it wishes to live...

Every morning he stares at the sky

Listens to the chirping of the free birds

Where is its freedom? What is its life?

Questions not answered, it wonders why

The clock is ticking, time is running away

Yet it remains trapped in that old, dark cage

Open the doors and let it be free!

So that it may finally breathe and be