1 Minute with The Bald-Headed Poet
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1 Minute with The Bald-Headed Poet
Maya Angelou - Caged Bird
Caged Bird By Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom 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 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.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare 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.
Poems are green and Poetry is mean.
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