by Skyless » Fri Mar 14, 2014 10:17 am
He smiled and took it off his face before entering. He sat down and began to take notes.
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.