The fly
fights for it's life
to fly through
an invisible wall
to achieve freedom.
Not giving thanks
for the space it already has.
Ever so persistantly
it will bang itself
against what seems like
a forcefield
to relieve himself
from the prison
he got himself into.
After hours of fighting
the fly will nestle
into a corner
and wait to die.
Never achieving
the nirvana
known as freedom.
Mankind can
sure learn alot
from the mistakes
of the fly.
I love the last stanza. Nice work. (Thanks for the comments as well.)
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Love this poem. keep writing.