Thursday, March 26, 2015

The Cage / La Jaula



I think I know too much
And I know I think too much
Ten steps ahead
Of every situation
My imagination can conjure
My information half illusion
Bringing worry and confusion
Every outcome
Studied and weighed
Except ones
That might go my way

My thoughts
Trapped in eternal loops
My self
Kept in the smallest cage
For what if it should ever be free
What shame and pain would come to me
How the whole world would rage
If I were simply just to be

And yet
As I sometimes pry the cage door open
And let
My stunted self escape
A pet
Unleashed at last
Running clumsy
And so very fast

Tears of joy
For a loving little boy
Who never had a chance
And yet
Watch him dance
Take his hands
See the man
Living a life
He was never allowed
See a soul unbroken
Unbowed
See a smile now awoken
Hear a voice so long unspoken
And know
The cage it cannot win
Cannot hold me within
And longer
Than I allow



Creo que sé demasiado
Y creo que sé demasiado
Diez pasos por delante
De cada situación
Mi imaginación puede conjurar
Mi información media ilusión
Traer preocupación y confusión
cada resultado
Estudió y se pesa
excepto las
Eso podría ir a mi manera

Mis pensamientos
Atrapado en bucles eternos
Mi auto
Se mantuvo en la jaula más pequeña
Por lo que si se debe nunca ser libre
Qué vergüenza y el dolor vendría a mí
Cómo todo el mundo se enfurecería
Si yo fuera simplemente para estar

y sin embargo,
Como a veces meto la puerta de la jaula abierta
y que
Mi auto de escape atrofiado
Una mascota
Desatada por fin
Correr torpe
Y así muy rápido

Lágrimas de alegría
Para un niño amoroso
¿Quién nunca tuvo la oportunidad
y sin embargo,
Verlo bailar
Tome sus manos
Vea el hombre
Vivir una vida
Él nunca se le permitió
Ver un alma inquebrantable
Unbowed
Ver sonreír ahora despertado
Oír una voz tan largo tácito
y saber
La jaula no puede ganar
No me puedo detenerlo Dentro
y ya
Que me permito


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March 27, 2015 at 1:14 AM

Beautiful words Rick. I know its the most cliched and overused term but that doesn't make it any less credible 'be yourself'. It is so important. I think the best way of self help is first accept yourself and remain true to who you are.

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March 27, 2015 at 5:06 AM

Me encanta el escrito de hoy y las imágenes!!
Gracias por tus comentarios en mi blog!!
El blog de Renée

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March 27, 2015 at 9:30 AM

You have a beautiful soul...and in poetry the soul shows us what otherwise can't be seen. Absolutely brilliant poem...very powerful...to reply to your comment, I do write stories but not about my paintings.

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March 27, 2015 at 11:09 AM

Stupendi i tuoi versi e le immagini che li accompagnano!
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March 27, 2015 at 3:22 PM

Was your childhood bad then? Do think that is what makes you lack confidence and feel like you hit stumbling blocks at every point? I hope you can find the freedom you seek.

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March 28, 2015 at 5:53 AM

Wonderful poem like always. Real inspiration and very creative!
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March 28, 2015 at 8:20 AM

So sweet.Its beautifully written
Cheers

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March 28, 2015 at 7:16 PM

It's never too late to be yourself buddy !

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March 30, 2015 at 8:03 AM

So true. Sometimes thinking too much is not so good. xoxo

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March 31, 2015 at 5:58 AM

Great pictures!
Have a nice day!
Photographer Gil Zetbase
http://www.gilzetbase.com/

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