Why Not Death....?

The spirit I am has been confined in a dark cell.
My soul shivers from the dark shadows within bars.
For nothing, I've been sentenced to life long solitaire.
Why not death to put my broken spirit finally at ease.
I've sat long enough and looked at the dark floorless ground.
I've waited long enough for someone to point my chin to the light.
I've sighed hard enough as I lean torwards the floor.
For there is no one to catch and hold me with secured care.
The rampaging rivers have flooded my cell long enough.
There may never be a good enough plumber to stop the leaks from my eyes.
These cold floors I sit on is where I sleep.
Dark and hard and as frightening as can be.
I take hold of myself because I have no companion.
There will be no warm blanket to comfort my body.
Enslaved in my own house seemed to be bad enough.
Then I'm thrown out into a world I can't survive in.
The society in this human world I truly despise.
Greedy, heartless, and self-destructive all combined.
Humans dare say that their species are compassionate sympathizers.
And yet they destroy land, turn their backs on me and their fellow beings.
What is this merciless world that causes faith? or love?
What is this merciless world that causes pain? or hate?
There is no beauty left in them, extinction is near.
I'm ashamed to be of this species, I can't wait until the end is here.
I wish I was a bird in the sky or a black panther roaming the jungle.
At least they don't feel the pain I feel now or desire the companionship I lone for.
It makes me sick to hear that, "Humans are better. Humans are smarter" crap.
But us animals are the real beauty of nature and the real survivors of the fittest.
I sit here in my cell day after day, dreaming of myself as free as a bird.
And yet I still feel the painful scars that burns all throughout my soul.
I sit here night after night, hoping and wishing for me to die.
So I can feel and reunite with GOD's true love in me in the sky.
Why not death to be with one that will love me? Why fear it?
To die is to live, that's a natural factor of life.
Watching people who are so happy makes me so sad.
Why not death come to me to ease my pains?
Why not in death I can watch what's happening to the world?
Instead I suffer, see, feel, sympathize just like a pathetic mortal.
Why must I search the earth to look for a love that's not there for me?
The love that GOD provides for us is worth more than what a human can offer.
The world is heartless and it will eventually end.
Why not death come and finally end it all?
~FIREBIRD
5/05/99
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