Escape

Another old one, tweaked a little.

Golden wings spread far and wide,

Longing to push life's restraints aside.

Taking that final, faithful leap,

A new-found vitality, embedded deep.

Yet reality brutally taints the relief;

New senses of fear, worry and grief.

Danger surrounds the newborn flight,

The beatable, transparent; the blackest, out of sight.

A bitter cold descends upon

It's lonely, frightened, desperate song.

Fly away little meadowlark,

Before the inevitable dark.

As forced freedom brings more repression,

The desperation to escape, a constant obsession.

Reviews

[Samuel Jack]

Like it, it flows nicely but not at the cost of some valuable messages. Enjoyable poetry!