she is the canary without the cage
floating in mid-air
set free
and yet not knowing where she should flee
aching to get back
inside before
others take notice
and yet needing to learn how to fly
what are wings good
for
if she doesn't use
them
and what good is a cage
no matter how safe
if it keeps her from
getting
where she wants to go
and yet
and yet again
once out she still doesn't know
which direction
though she knows if she doesn't start
soon a pair of hands will clamp on her
pressing down her wings
and pushing her back
if not into the cage she just left
then one just like it
she has been trading cages
her whole life
and never learn to
fly
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