surrounded by darkness, I search for light
morality tells me what's wrong and right
lost in labyrinth of inarticulate facts
I call for guide ...crave for sight
the chain of religious and social taboos
shackles around my feet tight

the morals and goals that i hold inside
are the feelings i just cannot hide
with thoughts echoing in my head
a gaping whirlpool opens up wide
breaking the cages that had me confined
pulling apart the rules I were to abide

so proud of this freedom from bondage
that saved me from paroxysm of rage
and I plunged into abyss of this gyration
because it allows me to live thru my age
it gives an egress to my thoughts
and let them fly away thru the cage