Not Because


Not because of you,
we live,
but rather a inclination to thrive.

Not, because I want to,
but to survive.

I know, why the caged bird sings,
not because it wants to be free,
but because it sees the key,
too far out of reach.

The illusion of hope,
is but a reality.
As people and bird alike,
create songs of joy that they are not feeling.

As the fire that burns in the hearth,
should represent not warmth,
but a rising rebellion.

Not, because the flame is getting stronger-
No, let it get stronger.
But it is the person who tends the fires,
has no care for it, but for himself.
And for every effect, there is always a cause.

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