Trapped

Trapped inside

Your straight jacket life

I weep for you

I saw what happened

As they cut you down

And made you believe

It was mania

When really you were just a bird

That had been caged

Grown so confused

By repressed power

Now freed

With so much excess life energy

Ready to leap and fly

What are these forces the conspire

To cut us down to size

That excise parts of us most full of edginess and flight

That fuel a vibrant embodied creative life

 That terrify those with weaker wills

Who long to see our wild freedom

And possibility

Curtailed