Trapped in a cage, her wings clipped and broken,
A once-angelic figure, now hopelessly token.
But hope remains, flickering within,
A symbol of strength and a will to begin.
Incarcerated hope, her spirit unbroken,
A fire that burns despite words unspoken.
A reminder of life's cruel unfairness,
Of the pain and the hurt that leave us restless.
Yet still, she stands tall, a beacon of light,
Her determination, an inspiring sight.
Incarcerated Hope her name, we give,
To honor her struggle, to let her live.
For in the midst of the darkest of spaces,
A spark of hope shines, lighting up faces.
And though her Swapp may be stark and unforgiving,
She remains a symbol of the indomitable living.
