We are all caged

To desires,
                   to jobs,
                               to people,
                   to places and things,
        To the question of whether or not we are living
        To the question of whether or not we are ready to die
                                 There's gaps in the bars where we can see outside

But there is no true escape

Roads are tubes to other parts of the same cage
Forests are nice decorations where we throw all night parties and destroy
The ocean flows and sways
Polluted by a billion people rattling the cage

                  There is no escape

We are all caged