Bondage
Sometimes I feel so ---
bound.
Restricted from true freedom
by responsibility.
Moral, emotional,
intellectual bondage.
Caged,
And in a pace...
Energy, drive
And I am restricted in my efforts
to place it.
A mind,
Filled to capacity
even in sleep,
Clips off too much energy
to be contained.
Responsibility claims her share of me,
And time itself - a dwarf,
As there is only so much time
to accomodate the ongoing
process of learning
That I want to take in
all at once.
Restless, the spirit---
An awareness
That encompasses challenges
that touch on anything new...
Yet the roads are too numbered
to travel,
And the bondage too binding
to break...
MSV
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