Poem About Poetry - Poetry's Wings Clipped Poem by john tiong chunghoo

the bird they cage
to study its songs
becomes the cage
that strangles the bird
muddles its best song

the day they caged
the bird was the day
its songs went awry

poetry is the bird
that carries our freedom
song up to the sky

soaring with the clouds
shimmers in the sea
rustling with the leaves
shrilling with the crickets
hooting with the owls

birds need no teacher
to teach it sing its poem

spiders need no teacher
to teach it spin its web

the first poem
sprang from the fountain
of the human's heart

it flows a crystal clear stream
that shines with their
love, hope and dreams

the day they
started confining
poetry to the
classroom,
dissecting
it like a surgeon
was the day poetry's wings
were clipped