Sheltering a Dove

Little girls not allowed.

Grown-ups deciding fate,

Including a future shifting to gray.

Doesn’t she have a say?

 

Taught of liberty,

Chained doves dream.

You’re free to fly.

Doesn’t she have a say?

 

You choose, they said.

She picked.

They decided.

Doesn’t she have a say?

 

You tell us to soar beyond stars,

Giving your choice, say it is ours,

“Sheltering” that dove.

Doesn’t she have a say?

 

But that dove’s now an eagle,

Broken chains lie still.

Monsters said she could choose.

She broke away from her cage, nothing real to lose.

This poem is about: 
Me

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