The Swift

To fly beyond the red brick wall,
a minor misdemeanour, the sin
of a slender swift. To fly beyond
the red brick wall

like a selfโ€™s desire to flee
to escape its confinement:
the chains that stain every white sheet
every fabric of future freedoms,

carried high above the rules of men
on polished wings it found its freedom,
a swift swallow, a self proclaiming
a desire to be free

and to fly far beyond
and never to return again
to the red bricked wall
a sinner.

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