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Metamorphosing: A Class Divide

April 13, 2015
By SierraD SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
SierraD SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Light
peeks through trees
The beacon, the promise
of an endless, unexplored sky
Walls constructed carefully
A blockade from the outside,
enveloped in darkness and silence
First one butterfly emerges, brilliant sapphire.
Then another, flaming orange and inky black
The myriad of hues, putting Crayola to shame
small, spongy souls morph to be fluid and brilliant
pantone gradients, pigments of rarity--a class divide.
Finally, the last cage cracks and splinters
more small, spongy soul breaks through, ready
to emerge lovely, lively, and luminous
but the hues of the moth put rain to shame
One, pale and fuzzy, swatted by hands
Another, brown and bumbling
Lost in the night, inching
towards the hum
of a dangerous
Light.


The author's comments:

Moths, butterflies, and cocoons oh my!


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