Gilded Cage

This gilded cage
That holds my life
My hopes and dreams
My fears, my goals, my end.
I look outside
But strain to stay
Within the bars
So beautiful.
Each step is forged
By money, work and fame
I cannot see another way
I cannot break loose of these chains
I cannot end the cycling pain
But this gilded cage
Of TV, film and games
Pretty shoes and hair
Tents and camping even
Cars to take me there
Music bought to soothe
Instead of pouring from my soul;
This gilded cage distracts me
From the answer, from the key.

3 Comments on “Gilded Cage

    • Thank you πŸ™‚ It was from the NaPoWriMo prompt to take a few words from a proverb and google them, then write a poem inspired by the results. I came across a song from 1900 called ‘A Bird in a Gilded Cage’ and the above is what followed.


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