The is a caterpillar inside you.
In all of us.
A child with will to survive
beyond the cacoon which institutionalize.

The is a caterpillar inside.
Who dreams in flying colours.
Growing up hearing stories of how
the grass is greener on the other side
But still township bound.

Allow the caterpillar inside.
To be curious on how
It feels to fly
Opened wings
With enough dreams
To touch the summer breeze.