It screams
Like the banshee from the north
It cries out
As a hurricane gust of wind
It begs to be released
To run the earth as it knows it must
I can hear its pain
I can see its sorrow
It’s trapped
It’s wounded
It’s alone
Louder and louder it screeches and screams
Pleading to be released
Only I hold the way out
Only I hold the key
But dare I?
Dare I free it knowing what will happen?
I know what it needs
It must be freed
Not kept in cage
It must be freed
The key is sharp
Sharper than it ought to be
The hilt of cold steel presses in my hand
I tell myself to breathe
That it will be soon be over
There is no other way
It must be set free
I touch the key to the cage
Bring it up to the lock
With on swift motion, the key is in
With one quick breath, it is finally free
The cage opens
It escapes
Down my wrist
Down my hand
Dripping from my finger tips
It pools in the sink for a moment
It finds the drain
It’s running free now
It soon is over and done
I have freed it from its despicable cage
It bids “thanks and farewell”
And asmit leaves, it sings me off to sleep
To sleep a slumber from which I will never wake

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