every bird would choose the sky
if they are only given their choice
there was a bird who was kept in its golden cage
but when the door was open
the bird never left
wanting nothing more
than what every bird wishes for
but the bird knew the captor not only encaged his wings but his mind
the captor stole his life
how can a bird whose never foraged or built a nest or found a worm survive?
not only to struggle but be rejected by its own kind
abandoned by everyone except the captor
so where do you run?
to the golden bars fabeled home
so very far
from blue skies
with our wings caged and our feathers clipped
with invisible wire outlying, denying our air
the golden cage stands bright and the captors name as thick as night
YOU ARE READING
the bird who couldn't sing
Poesiaonly the moon has heard and the walls echoed back what the feathers concealed, torn up beneath the notes out of tune and the beak freightened shut stepping a few inches back fore these wings don't take flight opening one feather lead to another pree...
