The arrow that goes into the heart
Does make you end up like the very people you hate
Today I sit down and I actually think I’m sitting on my heart that’s equally down
I am sad because yet again, I’m reminded of my cage
This cage looks nicely furnished and well supplied but it’s a cage all the same.
Or how else should I explain a place where I can move but that’s only when the master allows me to? My breathing is supervised and taking a deep breath is equivalent to insulting the man in uniform while you are launching in his compound.
Today,my Berry came. A surprise meant to bring me joy. Your guess is just as right,my heart danced. I couldn’t wait to be wrapped in my Berry’s arms. I wanted to be lost in my Berry’s eyes.
Briskly,I walked to the master. To somehow get the keys to my cage. I figured honesty would be my best ticket but lo and behold! I thought wrong.
I was slapped with a report on doubt,the weight of the pandemic,my irresponsible behavior and lectures on who knows what!
My knees were in shock,my teeth quaked,my eyes hurt,my heart sank. The master said I was free but not free. My luxurious cage was where I was meant to be and nowhere else. The arrow deep in my marrow.
Calling my Berry felt like drinking poison. How would I tell of my inability to leave the cage? How would I mouth the words,”go away?” How would I say I love my Berry when I smeared mad on the very gift? The arrow deep in my marrow.
Will I ever forgive my warden? Will I ever look back when I’m out of my cage?Well, between you and I,I will surely break out someday. Will I ever wear the shoes of my warden? Most importantly,will I ever get rid of this arrow?
Oh,the many times we hurt by loving and the many more we love by hurting. All this, unaware of the wounds we cause. Thinking we are giving our best.
Deep down,I can hear Alice Walker,”If you have to be anything, don’t be anything you don’t like.”