Feeling Free Poem by D.A. Woods

Take a look around you,
is life what you expected it to be? ,
is it tasting the morning dew,
or like taking honey from the bee.
whatever it is if you have it,
your finally on lifes tracks at last,
remeber those who cant climb out of pits,
we're all pheasants under glass.
Help your brothers, your sisters too,
bridge that hand across the sea,
karma will definatley touch you,
your no longer lifes absentee.