Caught

An entangled web is the web we weave
But beyond the glittering shiny silk
Lies a mess of twigs and leaves
What sorrow shall be
When the world around you changes
What mind will blossom
When others fall
What thing falls prey
To a bright and shiny day
And yet never steps out to the light?
The soul cannot sing when tied and bound
But still the earth turns round and round