I Sit Here...

I sit here trapped
I feel like I'm walking
The lonely pace of a Tiger
I hate this cage
I put myself into
I long for the
Days of Yesterday
When I roamed the
Wild-side.
I was like the Tiger
I had Freedom.
I had Power

Now I am trapped
pacing and pacing
In a cage being
Gawked at and pointed at
By nobody but stranger nobodies
I walk and strut and sleep
With nothing but thoughts now

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poem by Alicia Erickson
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