Chicken wires under my feet,
I can hardly stand but there is no retreat,
I'm caged,
I'm haunted by the ghosts before me,

I'm voiceless and hopeless,
I have no feathers to keep me warm,
I have only a cage,
To this cage I am sworn.

I will never meet my children that I lay at my feet,
They will be something for these creatures to eat.
I have no identity, only others like me I can see,
I hide and shiver with other sufferers for company,

I have no comparison to any other life,
Is this what it is? Life?
Am I complaining about nothing?
Does everyone feel such pain?
I sit here, I wonder... If this is the case
Who are these creatures that take my babies away,
They have no cage, unlike me I'm forced to stay.