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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cage</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the cusp of reformation<br>By the brink of understanding<br>Near the edges of the dawn<br>Through the doors of transforming</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the reality that holds us<br>in our cages of identity<br>with a chance of confronting<br>the ones that we were meant to be</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By the tip of the wing<br>That would carry us to recognize<br>Unities of which we sing<br>But ignore before our eyes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">while extending our hope<br>to the surface of a fingertip<br>with one moment left to touch<br>or forever let it slip</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through the void of our lives<br>Mired in passivity<br>Too discouraged yet to rise<br>Even though only an inch away</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=392412" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Too pliant and too meek<br>Forgiving feels too fine -<br>The design, the tools, the hand<br>That build the cage, are mine?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a></strong></div>