Bird In A Cage Poem by Keith Foley

A bird in a cage - full of rage.

He can't fly - maybe he'll die.

Jumps here to there - he wouldn't dare.

Confined in space - there is no grace.

He wants out - to fly about.

Freedom he wishes - life could be delicious.

He can't help but dream - a flower, a tree, a stream.

Oh how good life would be - if only I were free.

I didn't see that open door - could life offer even more?

Now afraid to venture out - door may close, I may pout.

I will settle here - try my best, supress my fear.

For I can see - no chance for me.

So I live a lie - while I smile and cry

An eagle with clipped wings - having no special songs to sing.