Mindful Prison

Run.

Dismember the shackles set on you.

Disrobe your uniform.

Black lines painted vertical on white

a prison yourself conformed.

Two paths to take

split in two by a fork.

A fool would turn back.

A bloody pioneer would steer a new course.

Throw back your head

for the wind that muffles screams

can carry laughter.

Allow emotions to bind around you

like snakes that control their victim.

Illusions swarm like bees

in a society formed like a hive.

Break free of that jail cell.

For so many people it's pain that

drives their lives.

Weakened through the years

conforming to what is "familiar and safe".

Fly free, you magnificent

thinker.

Do not succumb to the fates

that surround your own.

Run far away

until the wind can no longer scream.

Where land meets water.

Where water meets river.

Where rivers meets stream.

Run till your breath is harsh,

sweat dripping down your face.

When you can no longer dare to move another inch,

break free from the chains and leave no trace.

Forge your own fate.