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Why The Caged Bird Sings
This bird sings not for you or I
He sings of sunshine, open sky
He sings of migrating, the worm he would catch
Yet no one comes to open his latch.
His throat swells with emotion and song spills out
And those that can hear him have no doubt
That he sings for them with joy in his song.
To fly with wind, to bathe in the brook
These are his birthrights that we casually took.
Like a picture we hung him at just the right height
For the songs he would sing for our delight
This bird sings not for you or I,
This bird ...