I first accepted my cage after careful consideration.
I weighed the pros and cons of the different variations.
I asked my friends and family if they thought it was a good fit.
I asked myself, "In five years, do you see yourself cooing contentedly
As you peer through the bars?"
I told myself I was lucky to find such a nice cage, with such sturdy construction.
I told myself I should be grateful.
Now the cage has started to rust, and shakes violently in the wind
At any moment the cage might fall apart, might disappear.
When it does, will I find a prettier cage?
Or will I finally take the chance to fly away?
SR Romney 2024
Shame on The Universe 
What do you think?