I do not own Shawshank Redemption or any of their ideas
Clipped Wings
Bright and dark
Yet cold and lost
Bars on all sides
No protection from frost
Birds with clipped wings
Yearning to fly away
Past experiences result
In leading hopes astray
Cage door opens
Only one goes out
Life with clipped wings
Leave most in doubt
Filling wings with air
Some will learn to fly
Others never move on
Left only to die.