He was afraid of moving on
The road was filled with a dangerous
light
Something new ..Something scary
Never dreamt of the future
Nor he worried about it
His heart was sealed with fear and relief
Fear of the bright Sun of tomorrow
Relieved with his gifted present
Yet, sadness was surrounding him everyday
He wondered what is happening to him
Could he depend on his wild imagination?
Or should he kill it to ease his mind?
His cage was never locked
The key was always in his lost soul
The
thought of a better life is non-existable
Surprised by the single
moon and million stars above him
Both tried to give him insight into spreading
his wings
But
he never listened .. never moved a muscle
He closed his eyes .. waiting for another
present
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