A Storybook of Poems

World in a Cage

Flying over her home country.
Everywhere she looks, it's the same,
the land has nothing but itself.
Everything called nature had somehow vanished into thin air.
The flat lands had left leaving only sharp mountains behind.
All covered in black cold ashes.
Very few people are seen trying to survive this dirt.

Even though this is only an image,
it disturbs her like all the rays of her life's light are quickly deforming.
Smooth round and life filled land,
would only calm her, calm her to live life.
To experience the life filled land was something she could not do.

Sitting in her room with darkness in every corner
keeps her from enjoying peace outside this big cubicle.
Desk, dresser, closet; everything is neatly put away.
She had always stayed in her room doing chores.
What choice did she have, she was kept captive.
Kept prisoner by her own parents.
They have gotten a two-story house so isolated from the city.
So isolated her world is beneath this rotten roof.
Her parents are the only strangers she had known in her world.

She gets a crow bar to open the window, just enough for a peek.
In has gotten dark and her parents are leaving, always at this time.
There were always light coming through the closed windows.
She could never recall actually seeing the outside in broad daylight.
Somehow they could tell if the window is open,
so it was wise to avoid the window until night.
When they are gone, she would leave the room.
She had her own way of getting out since the door was locked.
The first room she would pass would be the strangers bedroom.
They had lots of photos to look at, Who were those people anyway?
She always left the room in find more about the outside world
through the limited things in the house.

In early morning some noise had woken her from her sleep.
She had crawled out from under her bed, it was never safe on top.
The noise had confused her until a man's voice was heard.
No one had ever showed up here before as though the house was haunted.
Her parents never came home last night, she didn't know what to do.
She just froze there, too scared to do anything.
The man must have known about her somehow, he broke down the door.
The policeman looks around the darkness, he could see her dirty feet.
"Ah, miss, I have come to tell you. Your parents have died last night
in a car accident. You're going to have to come with me."
She felt as if someone in another country had died, who cares.
No different than the times she was left alone for days.
He had to shove her a little before she would walk with him.
She walks toward the main entrance, scared to what she is about to see.
She took the first step out the door, it was too bright for her.
She ran back to her safe spot under the bed.
It took a lot of convincing before she would go outside with her eyes covered.
Now she has the chance to experience life, so much that she may break down,
too much she may rather be in a blanket covered cage pushed to a corner