He lay there in his open-ended prison
So little to do but wait hopefully in
A temporary hell like affirmation
Why the caging and where was his family?
Who was presiding over his unknown fate?
When did the sun fail to rise again?
Who was mastering this interim stronghold?
And who were these devils caring for him?
They often came in with tons of pride and left
With full baskets of shame and dishonor
Big time moments of doom begged for
Audience with him; It made him sad
But, why was his new haven wretched?
And some thing kept on calling for his attention
Growling like; do eagles ever fly with vultures?
I bear witness that, "some birds will never be caged"
One second past around mid-night, liberty did not tarry
And there was no one left to orchestrate his demise
The rising sun took over; no one had the powers to block the way
With all reduced to history, the dawning of a new day was ushered in
All that was lost got restored ten fold and the best is yet to come