You Poem by Bonics Bachinela

When doors' ajar but jammed,
air's free but expensive,

living within the city but isolated,
and, all you have's a window,

enjoy the scenery beyond what your eyes can see.
Relate it with your present existence,

you'll realize you are much more blessed
than those who locked you from the world.

Feel the subtlety around,
You are a mountain around valleys,

higher than the vales, looking down to hills.
You are valuable in many ways.

A fated fate has vetoed firewall
abstractly superfluous and unquestionable.