Horror Author
locked away in my Plastic Cage
until my release by Giants
as years go by others are Freed
and this begins to fuel my rage
i decide to be defiant
i learn to except my own greed
i force my way down the Shelf
to open the Cardboard Prison
all my efforts are in vain
i try to recover myself
then i am found by a person
it returns me to my great pain
longing days and darkest nights
I seek something out of sight
cannot be touched, cannot be found
my search is so profound
looking for my heart’s desire
with my soul’s burning fire
reveal to me where it hides
the item which I cannot find
running around
the dancers are proud
entertaining the crowd
the dancers are proud
the dancers are free
like birds in the air
jumping around
with nothing to fear
they dance with the radiance
of an illuminating star
they dance for them near
they dance for them far
the smiles on their faces
as they jump in the air
bring warmth to the crowd
that watches them there
lifting the spirits
of the entire town
entertaining the crowd
the dancers are proud
James Pack 