Why Do I Feel Caged?
Sometimes in recent past,
My heart often belts out,
Rich, booming and vibrant,
The song of freedom and certainty.
I want to happen to life
But along the way,
Life makes my hay
And we happen to each other.
When he takes my peace to tangle
And does my strength wangle,
I hope my grit mangles
My gentled self from his mess.
And now I ask myself,
What's up with the face?
Why do I feel caged
Seeing that the clouds of trial loom?