I Am the Wind

That was my escape.

I laughed and I grinned.

Flight was a dream.

I am the wind.

Escaping their boundaries.

I was told that I sinned.

But I know it was they,

'Cause I am the wind.

Escaping my prison.

If caught I'd be skinned,

But I escaped like a bird.

When I was the wind.

A/N: This innocent-looking poem holds a deep, dark secret. For those of you who know: SHHH! XD