Tiny Sparrow
Gently perched
Upon razor wire
Complicated anarchy
Such power lurks within
Fortress prison walls
Freedom
Comes at a price my friend
Be it service to our country
Or payment of a errant debt
To give the devil his due
So easy to be trapped
Sucked into this evil vortex
Only one way out
Flight from angel’s wings
Holy gift from God above
Ordained in reverent love
And found upon humble knees
Amen
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010
