To be lost
\ninside a forest
\nof one’s making
\ncan take your breath
\naway and send you reeling
\nto be found and lost
\nagain in some caged compound
\nis the ultimate disregard
\nof someone’s feeling<\/p>\n
a wild soul
\ntrapped and transported
\nto a human zoo
\nwith caged parts there
\nto break our hearts
\nit is what the clueless do<\/p>\n
we stand and gaze
\nand hope our days
\nwill not end up in here
\nthis sterile concrete
\npasture
\nthat occupies our fear<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
To be lost inside a forest of one’s making can take your breath away and send you reeling to be found and lost again in some caged compound is the ultimate disregard of someone’s feeling a wild soul trapped and … Continue reading