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Locked in a steel cage,
No where to run and hide.
A public spectacle,
Running in circles but going nowhere.
Stuck in a rutt,
Is there more to life than these four walls?
Thinking outside the box was unheard of,
Life seemed to be pre-established.
Complacency is the new smoking,
Satisfying in the moment but won't fulfill a destiny.
Only a select few can choose to live different,
So why not make it you?


Nathan Saylors

Thu 18th Apr 2019 04:39


Thank you for your inciteful response! I will continue to make more as I become inspired.


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keith jeffries

Wed 17th Apr 2019 09:39


Thank you for a poem which also speaks to us as much as about the poor cat. Complacency or apathy are the drugs of today to tranquilise us. Only by being outside of the box or cage will we experience all the benefits of liberation.

Good poem

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