Caged

I'm now a sun bird, leaning on the edge
Of the prison staircase – weak and exhausted.

As i inhaled the slavery scent,
My nose barricaded, breathe, breathe, breathe...

I, like a rainbow on the rainy sky
Bearing the colors of grief, sad and regression.

I called upon the name of freedom
In a daydream slumbers and in nightmares.

The caged bird's words are as an empty drum
And like an air crossing the empty sky.

My voice became inaudible
As my mouth is buried in the sands of an abandoned land.

My hands, were chained with metals
And my legs can't move to cross the fortresses, why?

Mubarak Said
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/28/2021

Poet's note: Personal experience
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