The Bird and the Cage

Trapped from within the cage,

I see myself, the free bird.

Windows conceal and reveal,

What was never seen but heard.

What lay ahead, never know,

For overleaf lay a blank page.

Priceless innocence and ideas

Lay trapped within this mental cage.

Winds are cheap;

Wings, cheaper.

Flights may be steep;

Tumbling down, steeper.

Failures aren’t ignominious

Have no qualms about it.

Attempt stretching your wings.

Why have two thoughts about it?

Chew away inhibitions.

Gnaw at the cage, my friend.

I say, "this world is a cage.

But dreams know no end."