I just watched The Truman Show and I immediately fell in love with it. It made me really reflect on the construct of the world we live in and how it alters in ways we don’t decide. With that said, here’s a poem relating us and a common house pet – a parrot.
We are analogous to a parrot
Living in its golden gilded cage
It’s predetermined in our tarot
If destiny might make us a sage
We think we’re in a state of bliss
Under the shroud of ignorance
For we know not what we miss
His guidance and assurance
Jealousy runs rampant, as does hate
When we let feelings rule our day
Despite being in the captive state
We can’t control what we do or say
To realize in full what’s inside
We need His steady hand
To make us see what we hide
And wake us up to stand
Faith can move many a mountain
For if we hold on to that thought
We can jump start our fountain
And escape before we get caught
A Denizen's Poems 