A Caged Animal

Brick by brick they build egos

With iron and mortar to go along

What beautiful facades they make

With glasses, tiles, mosaics and paint

Piety cries before a closed door

That has turned into a deaf ear

Humanity chased away from streets

For the cars of desires to ply

I am a captive inside a glass room

A simple stone would release me

But I am safe inside here with

Valves of sounds thoroughly cut.

I had a full sky a few months ago

To let my mind to wander

To see flitting pairs of parrots

Blue cats, green dogs, yellow fairies

Who play with imps and mermaids.

Slowly, the square has become a

Crumpled piece of painful disappearance

The magic show of clouds still happens

But I am pushed out of the tent

Before too long, I am sure

This last bit sky would also go

Yet, I do not fear, for I have

A sky, an ocean, a forest and a path

Inside me; a mountain and inn too.

I am a caged animal

Who has the memory of forest still afresh.