A plight infects the boundaries about

A plight infects the boundaries about,
It's wretched claws tear the unwary heart;
Knowing no mercy, rips one's will apart.
Kneel before its might, invading throughout.
Why does it hold me by its grizzly snout?
Being dragged mercilessly by a cart
By heel through the dirt, shooting like a dart,
World prove more pleasing... "We beg, let us out!"
Is what I would say if it were so bad.
The pain compared to developing wings
Ascending into the baby blue sky
Cradled by clouds... Through the plight of the mad,
I learn the altruism of givings
One's entity to others; in the plains, we lie.