His Cage

This is dark.

His Cage

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The cage was locked,

And the mind blocked.

The world was free,

Someone wanted to flee.

Feet locked to chains,

A white life with stains.

A simple soul slain,

His life in wane.

One fine summer day,

When everything was dull and grey.

The door opens a bit,

N he gets an idea to cheat.

Fluttering his small wings,

Cutting off the binding strings.

He resolved his strife,

Escaped from His Cage, His Life.

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P.S. The picture is carefully chosen to reflect a colorful bird, locked in a cage, with poignant thoughts in captivity. And the words are carefully chosen to explain his predicament.