A Bird In A Cage. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

I was once a bird in a cage,
Full of rancor and rage
I never stopped claiming
My freedom and blaming
Human for the suffering
And torture I endured.
My loud cries and fears
Were taken for cheers,
My shouts and protests
Interpreted by grotesque
Human as signs of gratitude
For the damage deliberately done
To my humble, exquisite person.
When I despaired of getting myself
Understood, I spared myself the trouble
Of shouting, wing flapping and food pecking.
Unable to comprehend my suicidal stand
Nor to provide a solution that may save my life and pride
Human decided it was humane to let me die in the beautiful cage
Where cats would not have a chance to get at me,
Thus preserving my privacy.
Now in my new home no limit is set to my unbarred cage.
I am free to fly higher than wind and as wide and as large.