THE BONY CAGE

Dinge of dirt settles
Above the surface of
Bony cage, the carcass
Sticky and loathsome
Gives feed to termites
And the running mice
As that once was called
The fire of life and
The faith of heaven
Finds peace in the mould
Dismantled to every cell
Into every micro cosm
It weds to darkness
To come forth with
A new beginning
A new life, sprouting
In a new light
Aha!
Every page, in every age
Turns to throw the dirt off
From the book of existence
Giving wings to thought
Which hung from the hook
One cage and the other cage!