The Gilded Cage
The
Gilded Cage
Diamond
chains and pearl bonds;
Wispy
bars like peacock fronds;
Ruby
locks and silver rope;
Golden
cages without hope.
Beautiful
this prison be
Nonetheless,
it bindeth me.
Diamonds
set in walls and grate
Glittering
with bitter hate;
Diamonds
forged into a chain
Bind
me up and scourge with pain.
Diamond
– beautiful it be
Nonetheless
it bindeth me.
Pearls
big enough to bind
Round
my wrist and in my mind
Pearls
gleam from eye to thought;
Sheen
is by the hater wrought.
Pearl
– beautiful it be
Nonetheless
it bindeth me.
Ruby
cut until it shine
Like
a bloody drop of brine
Ruby
fairer than the fair
Spun
into a thorny snare.
Ruby
– beautiful it be
Nonetheless
it bindeth me.
Silver
ropes and knots and cords
Gathered
into twisted hordes
Silver
wrapping me around
Chains
my soul unto the ground.
Silver
– beautiful it be
Nonetheless
it bindeth me.
Golden
bars make up the cage
Which
reflects a hidden rage.
Golden
mirrors show the face
That
is trapped and without grace.
Golden
– beautiful it be
Nonetheless
it bindeth me.
Prison
without any door
Gilded
from the crown to floor
Tricks
the eye and soothes the mind
Draws
into a closer bind.
Prison
– though it lovely be
Beauty
makes it no more free.
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