As the realisation dawns
that it’s beyond the ken of my instincts
the explicit, inexorable tendencies
it grips my feelings that were once free
Waiting to break-free and let loose
from the shackles that can’t amuse
the sun rises, the moon shines, the birds chirp
for the ones free, but unfortunately not me
In the day’night’, I relocate my consciousness
that makes me dizzy, topsy-turvy
in everlasting night, I might look bright
seeing myself in mirror, I say it’s sunlight
They serve me with food, water but no air
although it now seems, that I hardly care
as who will care if I’m choked and dead
or die eating this stale food and contaminated water
One thing that I consider is my last wish
to take care of her for all her life
it’s not because of her that I’m here
it’s for her that I hold on to my instincts
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