I’m an eagle in a cage
And I need to get away
But grilles and iron bars
Impede on every side.
My wings are cramped
My muscles aching
My heart imprisoned…
I need to get away.
I’m in a prison without bars
And I need to break free
Bound by cuffs of hopelessness
And chains of misery
Disappointment and pain
Are my ball and chain
My spirit is cooped up…
And I need to get away.
I dream, I dream…
I dream of that sweet day
When the eagle’s incessant pecking –
Talons bleeding from scrabbling –
Shall finally pay off
And the bars shall give way
And the eagle shall take wing
And stretch the screaming limbs…
I’m in a prison without bars
And my soul screams every day
I’m in a prison without bars
And I need to get away…
Though fears and doubts abound within
And impediments without –
Every fibre of my being
Is bent on breaking out.
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