Why The Caged Bird Sings (My Version) Poem by MIZZ MIDNIGHT FIRE

Why The Caged Bird Sings (My Version)



I know why the caged bird sings,
Brawny and determined as he himself believes.
Screaming for freedom with every flaccid movement,
Being neglected with every sincere heart.

O! Whoa is me,
A weeping soul!
Depressed with each flailed attempt,
Strengthened with each potential accomplishment.

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