…and this is why the caged bird sings

…and this is why the caged bird sings

Flitting about in a golden cage,
She’s pale as the first flake of snow,
Unseen and untainted,
For the world she’s a jailbird,
She sings ‘cause she knows,
Her source of admiration is
By being encaged
The sky outside is vast not new,
Her wings have worn off their feathers,
She sings out of content,
Drawing people to her pretty cage,
Her shadow she protects
By being confined
The sky outside is not new for her,
She will fall prey to none.

Published in Voices de la Luna, Volume 5, Number 3, July 15th 2013 Issue

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