Sunday, April 04, 2004

Phoenix- by: unknown forgotten

The bird cage was on the floor
Broken and mangled
It's metal wires twisted and bent
The latch door hung open facing the window
The window was shattered
Glass was strewn across the floor
The wind and fresh air blew gently through
The tree outside the window was full of life and song
Full of birds living freely in the outside and open air
The broken cage lay alone inside
It represented everything about being sad
I picked up the broken glass and it cut my bare hands
I climbed the tree and the birds took to flight
I jumped from the branch and where I landed represents my life this day
I stared into the sun and watched the birds disappear
Like a phoenix one of them swooped back
And just for a moment looked me in the eyes

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