Monday, June 03, 2019

Saw a floating vision through my dashboard window as I waited for the train to arrive. A singing bird in a closed cage, enslaved, for how long? For what sin? The chain around it's left leg, keeps him down despite any chance of an open door. Thunder baby and lightening giants, hand in hand. Tonight is the night, the morning is not so far off. Goodnight. #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetofinstagram #prosebyme #mypoem #freddyzalta #writing #writingcommunity  #igwriters #igwriter #original #originalpoem #originalprose #poetsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #author #adviceInstagram


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