A Path Set In Stone
Light as a feather,
strong as a tether.
I walk down the path
of the big man's wrath.
As I feel it guide me,
I feel the need to be free.
For the line I walk is not my own,
as if I must do as I am shown.
But I feel like I should stay
as freedom is so far away.
But a path set in stone,
is truly no ones own.