Impede

looked at my roots - missing

I zoomed in on my toes

These rarely exposed body parts

Became very individual and familiar

I started walking

Until I reached a point of perspective

Giving me the connection to the city from above

I was confronted with the city's population

I saw the inhabitants' limitations

Set by the boxes we grow up in

Some aware that they are the light in themselves

They break out to choose a place in life

By choice comes confrontation, communication, separation

But everything beginning with choice

Has a growing perspective

Something worth remembering

Something worth saving

By not using the ability to choose

Life stays safe and limited

Just another empty bottle to recycle

                                                         Camilla Newhagen, 2001