A Flee To Free

Looking thro bars human
i see u flapping your way thro
tearing the sky apart, your acumen
or are you scaling the blue?

a moment ago there was
a flock pyramid vertically ahead
now its just a dot of mass
above may be n hopefully another passive flying bird

i tried to fly too
from the chains fixed to the rocks,
from the ties of self made glue
from the preempting thought locks

to make porous and invade
the precluding layer of irrationality
to make the mind wade
in a land of ethics, ideals and clarity

so then i began to fly, to unlock
in and thro and to a world so fine
but it was and though it was a single man flock
i fly in and thro and to a world of mine..