Caged Poem by Shannon Wade

Caged



Caged
I look on at the snow dove, trapped in her enemy's cage
I think to myself:
'I guess the caged bird will never have her chance to sing'
She is torn by misdirection and diseray
Onlookers laugh in glee at her struggle
They boost as their snare entangles her wings
But in the midst of their bliss
Her king will set her free
melodies drenched in harmony will kiss the ears of all who greet her
so then I'll think:
'Perhaps the caged bird will sing'
Shannon Hogan

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