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The Attack - A Poem
The Caged Bird
You see her. She appears to be well fed and cared for. She must be happy.
Like many things that seem simple and clear, things are not always what they seem.
Eyes Deceive and the mind plays games.
You see with your eyes and think that you know
but there is so much more to show
Your blinded eyes stop at the first thing they see
but there is a lot more to me
You see desire and think the worst
but my desire was to heal a hurt
You see love and arm the attack
but its appreciation and respect, debts I'm paying back
You hear of a touch and think its romance
but it was a rescue from a saddened trance
You see me and perceive a threat
you imagine a meaning and create a web
You are right about every detail that you see
but you are completely wrong about me
A purposeful connection was sent
but you have guessed at the wrong intent
I have never been a thief
because what you steal you cannot keep
and everyday is a fight of spirit, body, and mind
to have just a small amount of stolen time
A word of caution I must give
for what you fear you will one day live
Thru no one else's fault but your own
who you have become can end up alone
when a spirit is healed it is free to chose
and unless you change you can lose
for a precious, gentle gift in your hand
when held too tightly will turn to sand
and before you are able to realize
the gift will have vanished before your eyes
Dedicated to a woman named after laughter... I still wish you peace.
Inspired by true events.