A Flight for Freedom.

Poem for the writers cramp- writers prompt. A Flight for Freedom.

Always these bars that obstruct my view,
always these bars that keep me from the world.
This cage's holding me back, keeping me
from living- from experiencing my dreams.

But if one day I find the doors open,
even slightly ajar- I would soar.
I would spread my wings and
my wings will no longer be clipped.

The open skies of blue, others like me
trying to see the world- that is where
I belong, where I've always belonged.
There where the wind blows
and rain is reality.

No hawk or eagle,
no one and nothing
will ever catch me or
stop me from ever flying again.

When these cage doors open-
A Flight for Freedom.