Open Eyes

Walking down these city streets
i run my hand along the chain link fences
which keep me captive.

a sparrow soars over the ten foot barrier
and i wonder what it's like to be free.

The first tulip of spring startles me
the world is a painter's pallet of purples and greens.
of reds and blues and yellow.

uncovering my eyes the world is blurry
and i blink into the sun.