Escape Song Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is no escaping song
there is only the trap song
when were you brought here?
you do not really know, you were out of your mind
when you find yourself sleeping on that hammock
you were helpless and then you gave the first cry
and they do not like it
you grow to their wishes
and work so hard to please them
all hours are spent on a useful endeavor
nothing is spared
your bones are about to crack
until one day
you look for the escape song
and there is not any
not one
there is only the trap song with such
a melody
telling you, stay, stay, the time may come
and it is the right time
and then you go on that graceful exit.
nothing shameful, just the dignity that you deserve.
wait, soon it will be given to you.