I Am Authority

The wind breaches its wings for me
& leaves of thought raise subtly

My life is written by divorcing thoughts innate
From the soil—a stem that only knows to grow
My mind elates!

I bump into the world with annexes in trial
Like scalloped shells that fan their ornamental smiles

Caged birds squawk
Beady eyes envying the feathers
Prisoners of rationale
Watching Freedom do the honours