A bit of fantasy about a vulture and an ivory tower.

Carried violently on the winds of life
Huge talons digging into my flesh
Imprisoned in the ivory tower of society
Released from the vulture's grasp
Only to become a mindless slave
to irrelevant addictions and passion.

I roam about my gilded cage
with the vulture as my guard.
I realize now that freedom
is nothing more than illusion.
The bars may be invisible
but I'm held captive all the same.

Oh great and terrible creature
Take me upon your wings, have mercy
fly me from this realm
Free my heart and let it rise beyond
the confines of material existence
to become one with soft, smoky clouds.

A menacing beast to all, you seem
but I see compassion in your eyes.
Although your grasp is tight and firm
I feel tenderness in your touch.
For now, I will walk the beaten path
I know that someday I'll be free.

Then I'll eat forbidden fruit
and turn my spirit loose
To open doors that once were locked
and taste of the primal existence
savoring that which remains
Remnants from within the vulture's grasp.