Which would you rather have? Peace? Or Freedom?
If I could tear off my weighted wings,
For a quick taste of absolute freedom,
Would the cage-less existence,
Satisfy my urge to soar?
Who would deem such a fate free?
If I’m bound so permanently
To the barren ground I fell to?
Caged bird or flightless worm
Limited sky or boundless wasteland
No need for a decision to be made:
Conditions change but providence remains.
Confined, curbed by invisible walls;
The only way I’ll ever fly
Is if I fall.