Me

 

 

Me

 

the window glass is as clear

as their minds –

and it’s a good thing men can’t

be arrested for what they’re

thinking –

for everyone would be living their

lives away in cages.

but isn’t that where they belong?

 

the world is my cage –

and the sky is my keeper.

my inmates are my thoughts and

the emotions of my heart.

my life is mine and no one

can turn my head.

be happy –

leave your tears inside –

put on a mask that smiles

and leave your cage door

open for

me.

 

written by me 5/02/1967

 

 

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