The Revolutionary Actors

A cage is over there;

huge and gigantic,
dazzling, shining,
shimmering, and sparkling,
but sorrow and grief are
surrounded further on. 

There are full of birds
with beautiful wings,
although their wings are
tied by invisible cords 

and imperceptible ropes.

The key to flight of the 

birds are their wings;

and all their colourful 

wings are warped up. 

Gasping, grieving, and groaning,
the birds are exhibiting
their bearings and presence;

they are gathering, assembling
to develop into gratis moments.

Coming as one collectively,
willingly and freely,
to be innovative performers,
to form the novel views,
to generate the bright prospects.
To remove frustration,
to eliminate austerity,
to eradicate coercion,
to take away cages,
and enclosures. 

The pioneer players,
assemble to explore
autonomy, felicity,
and prosperity. 

No birds in the cage,

no tied up wings,

no unhappy human beings,

are the phraseology of the

revolutionary actors.