a bird freshly inside a cage,
how clean the cage,
not even a dirt in sight,
even the bird sing with beautifully,
inspired by the cleanest of the cage,
as day went by,
the bird gradually breaking up,
as day went by,
singing like tearing,
even the owner keep the cage clean,
even the food is enough,
even the water is clean,
by why does the bird hurting,
then comes a change,
a big change,
the cage open up for the bird,
the bird stop for a while,
afraid,
the bird don't fly,
afraid to fall,
afraid to die,
and yet the cage open even bigger,
the bird start to spread his wing,
even with hesitation the bird flew,
seeing the world and wideness,
the bird stop and sing,
colorful being outside,
that is the meaning of freedom,
The bird stop and sing, colorful being outside. that is the meaning of freedom, Wonderful poem definitely. Freedom is well understood and shared through a story of bird.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have similar experience with birds. I bought them to set them free. even after opening the cage most did not choose freedom Your notes are so good. There are indeed far too many of us, making the choice of encagement of tutelage over freely thinking for ourselves.