An invisible barrier
Gives light from the natural world.
It keeps the flora and fauna away from workers,
But gives privilege to observe.
Leaves of green, orange, red sway
in trees waiting to be climbed,
Water makes wave after wave
in each lake and ocean wishing to be swum,
Flowers grow in fields that await to be enjoyed.
How I want to throw the chair that holds me,
Make this great barrier shatter and be no more,
Free the people with computers fused to their thighs.
Let them run in the fields,
Let them freeze in oceans,
Let them climb trees,
Let them be free.
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
An invisible barrier
Gives light from the natural world.
It keeps the flora and fauna away from workers,
But gives privilege to observe.
Leaves of green, orange, red sway
in trees waiting to be climbed,
Water makes wave after wave
in each lake and ocean wishing to be swum,
Flowers grow in fields that await to be enjoyed.
How I want to throw the chair that holds me,
Make this great barrier shatter and be no more,
Free the people with computers fused to their thighs.
Let them run in the fields,
Let them freeze in oceans,
Let them climb trees,
Let them be free.
Night of forgotten poems
