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Monday, May 25, 2015

Before I go

Dedicated to my parents, Written for all the caged birds out there

The caged bird sings through the cold metal bars
The notes of melancholy echoing on the distant Mars
Its melody voicing the freedom it will never have
The calls for rescue reaching only the ears of the seemingly deaf

The caged bird sings through the cold metal bars
The notes of melancholy echoing on the distant Mars
The tune speaks of its heart filled with bitter pain
As it tried to free itself but in vain

The caged bird sings through the cold metal bars
The notes of melancholy echoing on the distant Mars
With wrath for the mortal and the iron it sobs
Beneath the crimson red plumage its heart throbs

The caged bird sings through the cold metal bars
The notes of melancholy echoing on the distant Mars
Its bleak eyes reflecting the soul laden with hate
Hunched and contorted under the weight

The caged bird sings through the cold metal bars
The notes of melancholy echoing on the distant Mars
One day finally arrives as it dawns
A path to freedom in which it acts on

The caged bird sings free of the cold metal bars
The notes of joy echoing on the distant Mars
Out into the tranquil night sky it soars
It has finally let go of the semblant ever-lasting inner wars

The caged bird sings free of the cold metal bars
The notes of joy echoing on the distant Mars
The happy bird doesn’t realize all that it sees is illusive
The truth is hard to postulate for the long-held captive

The caged bird sings free of the cold metal bars
The notes of joy echoing on the distant Mars
The happy bird doesn’t realize no element is sempiternal
The truth is the harsh mortal world has never been eternal

The caged bird sings free of the cold metal bars
The notes of joy echoing on the distant Mars
The happy bird bathes itself in a deception of bliss
The truth is it is tumbling down the unseen and unheard abyss

Thud.

The caged bird sings free of the cold metal bars
The notes of joy echoing on the distant Mars
The roses are bleeding and the sky is crying
The wind howling and the happy bird dying

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