My spirit paces like a captive bear, <br />set limits by a fence of tempered steel, <br />that with its shadows marks its deadening seal <br />on concrete ground that passes for my lair. <br /> <br />You are the sun that shines between the bars, <br />that fills the unknown sky above my head, <br />whose dawn of hope brings life where I was dead, <br />whose radiant warmth can soothe and heal my scars. <br /> <br />The day will come when we will both be free, <br />I from my pound and you from bonds of pain, <br />and there will be no bars, no barren place; <br /> <br />I in your light and you in my embrace <br />shall know the fullness of love’s ecstasy. <br />But now I turn and pace my cage again.<br /><br />Wild Bill Balding<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/damn-the-fence/
