The
Scold's Bridle
A man who does not own his time is like an animal in a cage who
watches the world through iron bars
And it’s not the bars that are holding him captive. The bars do
not hold his attention.
He is held captive by hunger, begging for scraps that fall from a
table he cannot reach
Let us assume there is no table, only iron bars and hunger, tears
to match the iron rusting in the rain.
Let us assume the man is not an animal, but a human being.
The bars are not the problem.
The problem is time.
It is not his time to watch the world through iron bars.
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