The Cage: A Poem

Every time I try to wander,

They put me back in that cage.

But now,

I know that I can simply walk out,

Because the cage has no lock.

Each time I wake up in that cage,

I'll get up and simply walk out and go to a beautiful meadow which has been there all along.

People before me lived in that cage.

That's all they could show me,

A cage.

That's where I used to wake up,

Every day.

But now,

I know better.

So I walk down to the meadow.

I will keep on doing this,

Until I never find myself back in the cage.

Now,

I even wake up in the meadow sometimes instead of the cage.

The time period I stay in the cage is decreasing fast.

One day,

I will forget that the cage ever existed.

I know one thing for sure.

My kids will never know the inside of this cage.

They may know of a different cage,

But I will tell them of the meadow.

And of the mountains.

And of so many beautiful things that exist.

I will let them choose where they want to stay.