Caged Dragon
Rattling the cage, the raring beast twists and turns
It claws the net and filters through it a roar that burns
Its wings are constrained as the winds and sky yearns
I am off stage, opportunities missed and faint
I know my worth, my focus is strong and straight
My voce suppressed as my audience waits
Copyright © Michelo Mweetwa | Year Posted 2020
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