As I lay in my cocoon
I search for space but find no room
Anxiety builds, I cannot breathe.
I cling to hope, I must believe
Push and pull, thru struggle I strive
With strength and courage, I will survive
And then slowly I find peace of mind
Soon that peace, transcends time
Seasons change, people grow
Some in body, others in soul
With time things do change.
Life as we know it, is rearranged.
A metamorphosis occurs, flowers bloom
And I am free. Babe out the womb
No longer the embryo I used to be
I’ve grown wings. I was blind, now I see.
Experience is the matter of wisdom and knowledge.
Life as we live, the ultimate college
Live and we learn. We seek our degree
So that we all may live, peaceful and free
Just look at the butterfly. This butterfly….
Out of the cocoon. Into the sky.
(Thomas Fuentes P-30204
PVSP – A-1-227
PO Box 8500
Prison Dude P-30204)