The glass on my window shook,
Rust formed on the frame,
As I opened to the outside world
The only passage in the building, through which air rarely came.
Thought the pretty world would change
Though it remained the same,
Only with now less trees
While more establishment took the lane.
Birds were few, airplanes seem many
No hummings, no nests.
As far as I could see,
Only the car horns and money rests.
Now, maybe, humanity doesn't exist
But it was a decade ago, when
I was out of these gates,
They may consider me an animal,
Are they anything less?
Happy-frowning I closed the window,
Of the building 'Mental Asylum' which read!
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