I never hear the word "escape"Without a quicker blood,A sudden expectation,A flying attitude!
I never heard of prisons broadBy soldiers battered down,But I tug childish at my bars,Only to fail again!
I never hear the word "escape"Without a quicker blood,A sudden expectation,A flying attitude!
I never heard of prisons broadBy soldiers battered down,But I tug childish at my bars,Only to fail again!
© Emily Dickinson