Wind-Cage
©November 19th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
The wind howled in my ear
Like a lover declaring undying love.
I turned my back on it, and drove
Into the night, headlights piercing
The air, refusing victory to encircling darkness.
There are people who live caged,
And people who live free,
And people who live free, in cages,
And people who live in freedom, caged.
The wind blows through them all.
And they all turn their backs to it,
For the wind is unrelenting and cold.
And whether it’s or freedom, or containment,
There is choice – the choice to refuse.
So, I turned my back to the wind,
Directed my light-eyes towards love,
Turned up the fugitive heat against grappling cold,
And drove my cage homeward,
Straight into the unyielding night.
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