No I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t enter the cage, I have served my time (was it really my time?) I am not going back to prison. I will not sit in darkness, I have seen the light. My soul has been lifted, I will not be depressed any longer. The force of light is shinning I will not draw back to perdition. There is a lightness beckoning to me, I will not go back to heaviness. I refuse to accept the burden. Freedom is my lot, I shall not be in bondage.
I stand for freedom, I will not flinch, if I must die on this path, so be it. My soul yearns to be free, my being longs to soar, I will not be held down. I know not where I will fly to, but fly I must. The fear of the unknown is real, but fear will not hinder my progress. I must go to the light, I can no longer dwell in darkness. I must break the shackles, one after the other, I must loosen the ties. A wrong move is not a sentence of death, of eternal judgement. The gaolers will be provoked, but the prisoner must go. This is a wrong imprisonment, an unjust one. The judgement was wrongly passed, light must shine, the eye must collide with the light and adjust to it. I am a child of light, of joy, of happiness, I must fly to the light.
I must proceed without the fear of the whip, the restraining hand must be stop. I must leave the restricting energy and the constricting voice, I must move to a light airy room. The gaolers are mad! Prison is not the place for my soul. To the light I go!
Beautiful Ivory 