Hair
Rapunzel Rapunzel,
Let down your hair
With a tight hold
She grips her golden locks
Yanking
Again and Again
Grasping a shard
Of broken mirror
Sawing mercilessly
To free herself.
Rapunzel Rapunzel,
Let down your hair
The glass
Is not sharp enough
To free her
From endless tangles
Her hands bloodied,
She searches for a way to freedom
Tripping over every stray hair.
Rapunzel Rapunzel,
Let down your hair
She walks to the window
Of her rickety tower prison
But will let down more
Than just her hair.