Poem – Most Minds Exist in an Iron Cage

Most minds exist in an iron cage.
Because some souls cannot handle their own rage.
So, they put it, like an animal, into a box.
And all that passion becomes hidden and lost.

Instead, let your mind roll in the grass.
Have some fun before really looking in the glass.
Then when you finally look into your eyes.
A glimmer of a smile might be your surprise.

We are more beautiful when we are happy and free.
We are more powerful when we do not let life bend the knee.
Too many minds escape the cage.
And waste their life on someone else’s stage.

While getting out is the first big step.
Finding freedom is quite a schlep.
Freedom asks you to trust in what comes.
Freedom dances to its own beat and drums.

It would rather die fighting that give in to a charade.
It would rather be alone than join a brigade.
Power can turn those bars into swords.
And prefers democracies to the illusions of lords.

~Suzanne Wagner~