broken shackles

Days of colorful life could not be contained in the gilted cage. They did not withstand the bondage The bondage of smile and tears. I’d have hoped they would learn the words of my life-song They flew away before they could utter all. Creeping, they move around the broken cage As if in some expectation, in my dream. I wonder, if all my passion are in vein Shadowy birds as if they are. I wonder if anything flew across the sky.