There are bars around me
and at times I cannot
break the obstruction, the things that divide
and like an animal I am caged, like an inquisitive person
I look at people, things that pass
and at times I cannot
get my eyes
to the other side of the wire which breaks every thing into bits
and I look at people, things that pass
and with every breaking day
things comprehend less, without a new beginning
to the other side of the wire which breaks every thing into bits
and I am caged without a life with you in it
and I do not know where to find someone to unlock my life
things comprehend less, without a new beginning
into eternity I serve out a jail term.
There are bars around me
and I do not know where to find someone to unlock my life,
break the obstruction, the things that divide.
Gert Strydom
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-are-bars-around-me/
