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Is It Poetry

Veteran Poet - 3,014 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

'Why, The Caged Bird Sings


I know now what freedom is like.
The fresh perfumed breeze I am caught.
To see the red planet so far,
when venus her mon's bright the star.

To see our blue planet from high.
Google earth,
looking down makes me cry.
The eagles broad wings, finger tips.
Tell me why if you can,
every why the caged bird sings.

Once like a slave I once was,
wearing chains not from love no suprise.
Even then driving by,
looking at them and why the caged bird it sings.

Year upon year slowly went by,
in a cell where young men had died.
I raised a sparrow there.
I was sad when it learned to fly.
One feather I kept as I saw it fly high.
Sobbing in silence I wept.

I could not teach even it about life.
Could it fend for it's self or die.
In death I would sleep every night.
And in dreams the monks came to me.
Confession or not,
why the caged bird it sings to be freed.
From this world and it's cold design.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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  • Rookie - 198 Points Ruth Walters (4/24/2013 2:16:00 PM)

    we are all caged birds, cages without bars hold us tightly within and to go outside leads to isolation, starvation and a sad demise..... so we sing, so we sing, so we sing..... (Report) Reply

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