"Her Submission" – A Poem

For birds within a cage, it’s a big and frightening world
For a woman outside, I’m a very young girl
And though the iron bars are open, she doesn’t want to leave
Outside these thorny walls she doesn’t know just how to sing
Though safe he holds them open, she falters at the start
If he is not true, her game is lost; he’d trample o’er her heart
The gates remain left open, but the bird does not take wing
For safe within these thorny walls, she knows just how to sing
She steps out into the sunlight,
A world she learns to ride
Life, faith, and love, and family
He stable at her side
He calls, he smiles, he beckons
Happy though she knew
Her freedom given, her happy home:
He has bars, sometimes, too.