The free bird flys
at the back of the wind
he sings freely
at the touch of the breeze
in the orange sun rays
he claims the sky
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped
and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
The caged bird sings
with fearful trills
of the things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the feeling of a fresh wind against his soft wings, and the fat worms waiting in the trees.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmares scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
But longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings
of freedom.
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Love Quotes III
RandomThe third and last book of love quotes and poems, here are some that might relate to you
