Poetry

Take flight

I try to hold my ground but they fight my will.

A secret flutter inside the cage, the evidence of weakness. All it takes is a swift charge towards life’s opportunities.

Scared of the release but the lock is broken and the swarm is free.

Wings soar around the living , following the footsteps of those still trapped inside.

Escaping the net that tries to catch them, it cannot bare the bliss they carry.

Their kin call to them and they obey.

 I watch as they escape as I stand waiting for my own.

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