As an infant, we are taken from the world

We are locked and caged with tall wooden bars 

Unable to move and unable to stand

We stare at the ceiling and play with the shadows 

As time wastes away and feelings grow numb

We get taller and stronger yet weaker all the same

When we’re out of the cage, we move freely around

Only to find ourselves locked in another bigger cage

As time grows faster and we find the key

We finally get out into the world we were taken from

But the older we get, the more we understand

We weren’t locked, taken from the world

We were being protected from all of it’s cruelties

As we realize this, we find ourselves lying down

Unable to move and unable to stand

Staring at the ceiling and playing with the shadows

Soon we protect our own infant from dangers

And soon they will come to believe they are caged

But really they are saved.