Rabbit Cage

I see them shuffling
along the streets
Eyes fixed dreamily down
upon their feet

They are alive
but unaware
Every step brings them closer
to their own private hell

Thousands of whispers whirl
inside the empty air
Unheard for a million years

In the distance
it’s starting to form
The final storm

The winds
have changed
Life fades
like a dying ember
in the rain

My neighbor waves
I look up
and feel ashamed

How many more days
inside this rabbit cage?