A Gilded Cage Poem by Doris Cornago

A Gilded Cage

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Freedom in a gilded cage
Is no freedom at all
My wings cropped
Beaks glued shut
Life is a flicker
Ghosts saunter
Nowhere to go
But down
Down
Out...

A Gilded Cage
Tuesday, August 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Freedom is the most essential quality of being human, and without it, life is meaningless. Freedom is not only in moving as you want, but also, speaking of the truth which you see. Being in a gilded case means compromising yourself for a worthless arrangement.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Doris Cornago 08 August 2017

Hi Luis. The poem is a bait for conversation, so I don't give all and be tiresome. I give space for the reader to come in and be comfortable. As you did. Thank you.: -)

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