Written by Jacob Ibrag

Most days after lunch, she’d grab her car keys and drive towards

the field of misplaced bird cages. She wondered about the birds

and how comfortable they looked being stranded in the middle

of nowhere. Sometimes she’d try to set them free from their

prisons and instead of flying away, they’d just stare at her and

slowly walk further into their cages. It kind of made sense, who

ever set this place up was also taking care of them. There was

always food and water to be had so of course they’d stay in this

sheltered paradise, even if it meant foregoing there natural

freedom of stretching their unused wings underneath the blue

skies embrace. Instead of forcing them from comfort, she decided

to unhook one cage and drive it into a forest where other birds

reigned. Carefully placing it near a tree, she watched as the bird

scanned its new surroundings. Opening the iron dome’s door, the

bird slowly started to walk towards it’s freedom. Slowly peaking it’s

head past the doorway, it closed its eyes if only for a moment and

flew away. She watched on as the bird broke into its wings for the

very first time. ‘Never settle for easy, fight for each breath.’

Art by Norman Cabezas


11 comments on “Comfortable

  1. Reblogged this on Smile Circulation and commented:
    Thought provoking poetry


  2. thefeatheredsleep


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  3. Nice story. Interesting how the birds prefer their cages. I have three cages of birds. I let them out when I clean their cages. All but one bird loves to fly about and visit with the others. After a while they get tired, thirsty and hungry and put themselves away for the day. Your story really touched a chord with me.

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    • Eyes + Words

      We get so used to structure that no matter how detrimental it is to us, we remain stagnant because the latter is too unknown to even fathom. Thanks for reading 🙂

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  4. It’s is so beautiful what u have written, somehow felt like I am the bird 🙂 waiting for someone to set me out to be set free. But may b here the girl is me and so is the bird 🙂 as da one to get me to be free is only me

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  5. I like the idea of freeing birds, but beyond that I read a clear, well-stated analogy to being “caged” in yourself.

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