The cage,
made of rusty lies and iron wills,
is set.
Built to prison fierce beasts
with golden manes or royal plumage,
whose talons and claws
rapped the floors and walls
til fresh blood glistened
on dull metal.
Their being cries out to be free.
But,
the gawkers stand outside
with gaping maws,
amused by the dumb beasts.