27/4/2003

For the briefest moment

my spirit soared and flew

like a little sparrow ...

relishing in the rushing air

beneath my fluttering wings

and the unrestricted freedom

of the wide, azure sky ...

Then a sudden shot rang out

and tumbling down I came ...

Mortally wounded I lie

staring at the bright, red trickle

seeping from my torn and aching breast,

longing for the safety and security

of my cage of steel.