My wings flutter and its blocking my flight
The wind howls
Its calling me
I see them all flying in the breeze
Tangled in this cage
My wings beet with my heart I can’t uplift
They swarm, they sting
I want to fly with them
And buzzing by I sit and regret
Hoping for the rust to decay this cage
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem