fodder

it felt almost like yesteday when we had the whole world as our canvass - free -
the vastness of the sea equals that of the sky
our minds could attempt to fathom or fly
or just sit be

until

just a few moments it felt
the ground shaking
walls growing
fences building
cages bending

the laws that men make
create
for us a small box
within which to draw our spirits break.