Unshackled: A Poem by Dr. Balesh Jindal

I fought sprightly
Riled and roused.
The shackles and the shards
Nagged in my nightmares
I barely slept or breathed.
I had to unshackle
And fly. I was born to be
Free, I was sure.

One fine morning, as if by
A godly intervention, I sat unshackled
Fly, fly away quick! Quick!!
Where! Where! I gasped and
Gulped in panic. Where!!
I looked around, my home my anchor
where I was
Embedded like a tree, to my roots.
This was my home
Where were the shackles!!!