My cage
my golden bars my home my cage
my immortality my isolated stage
My spiritual inspiration my comfort zone
my treasure, the only thing I come to own
I have watched and seen it all, through you
I’ve wasted and tasted every feeling that’s true
I’ve laughed I’ve felt ecstasy then it vanished away
I’ve grieved I’ve chocked then it ended one day
I’ve read many stories I’ve been visited by many of the suffering
I’ve seen many hurt people but with a smile still covering
I had a choice I could of even have chosen freedom
but why be released in this world, this devil’s kingdom
why be exposed why reveal my self to prejudice
why leave? Why live? Where life there no longer is
I’d rather last I’d rather grow I’d rather age
I’d rather live I’d rather die in my cage
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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