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Yellow Wings

May 30, 2016
By mduong20 SILVER, Ho Chi Minh City, Other
mduong20 SILVER, Ho Chi Minh City, Other
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I used to wander in the fields
Feeling the wind on my shoulders
Tasting the fresh air brushing my lips
Seeing the endless array of grass fields
Like the squares on a checkerboard
I was living
A dream

But
Dreams end

 

The moment
My eyes open
And reality struck like lightning during a furious storm

 

The moment
I was introduced
The value of money

 

Such precious things
Told me to follow strangers
They put me in steel bars
I was a caged canary
Made for                          F  L  I  G  H  T

 

And yet restricted
From going passed
The STEEL BARS that
Guarded me
The saying
A Person
         Can never
              Be $OLD
Was said
And yet I was still
Given a price tag
Until a man bought me
He could have been my savior
The person who could
Let the
Bird
Out of the
Cage

I don’t even remember life
Beyond those steel bars anymore,


The
                 Moment

 

I’ve been waiting
For the past few months
I could almost feel my childhood breezes again
The ones that played with me in the fields

 

But as soon as
I thought
I was free
Until he forced me into labor
And    F L

            I C

               K
I was in another cage
                                    To
                                           Stay


And the thought of feeling my body
Against my farmland breeze
Was now just a dream


The author's comments:

I was inspired to create a poem that refers to human trafficking and using the extended metaphor to refer a victim as a caged canary.


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