Cages

Birds, like me, don't belong in cages.
What's the use of beautiful feathers
and long, strong wings,
if I'm not allowed to fly?

Commitment is my cage.
I fill the space between the bars.
Tempting is the voice of the world
with which she whispers "freedom."

Why is it that two birds can share a cage,
but two cages can't share a bird?
Damn man's jealousy
that holds these bars so firm!

I hope to find a love
that will come without a cage.
Someone, not to own me,
but to admire how high I can fly.