My wings flew fast yesterday.
But today they won't flutter or fly.
The regimented structure,
Makes me loudly cry,
And deeply sigh.
The spirit requires the freedom,
To express it's borderless form.
The situation requires,
Staying expressly with the norm.
The anti-establishmentarianism,
Forces itself to be heard,
In business buildings,
In government buildings,
In the inside buildings of our minds.
So my wings lost it's flutter,
I'm just not allowed to fly.
Vera Sidhwa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-wings-won-t-fly/
