by Skyless » Sun Jan 05, 2014 9:27 am
Coral sat in her cell. She was glad for the quiet. The new guard was different. He wasn't like the others, she didn't know how yet but she was determined to find out.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.