I NEVER hear the word "escape"

Without a quicker blood,

A sudden expectation,

A flying attitude.

I never hear of prisons broad

by soldiers battered1 down,

But I tug2 childish at my bars--

Only to fail again!

逃亡

我一听说“ 逃亡”这个词

血液就加快奔流,

一个突然的期望,

一个想飞的冲动。

我从未听说敞开的监狱

被战士们攻陷,

但我幼稚的用力拖我的围栏–

只不过再失败!