Poetry

Captured Fly

Once upon a time
there’s a fly
flying so high
as seen by the tides

The colored creature
brimming happiness
roamed the place with haste
when flowers said
“Come here with us”

She was merry but worried
and no one knew what to say
because It’s a heaven seen by all
But to her it’s a wall

Every day she tried to escape
with the same hoping rays
but in the end
where could she hide
she’s just a captured fly.

 

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