Where Freedom Finds the Fire
Fiery Spirit
Epic tales heard from birds in golden bars
Spreading feathers they zoom up in their envisioned flight
Animals in captivity is decried aloud
Their glued movements kill their roaring might
Potted plants are sweet and dainty
In bedded grounds they sway to fancy's delight
Rules and trite strictures murder us in strife
Freedom from bondage fires us to titanic height
April 1, 2016
Where Freedom Finds The Fire
Justin Bordner
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016
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