I know why the caged bird sings
Poem by Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.
But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.
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free birds wiil not sing poetry
Report ReplyMaster piece by master poetess about free bird vs. Caged bird on freedom so touchingly told.....timeless piece...10+++
Report ReplyFreedom! ! !
Report ReplyLike a free bird.
Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Great poem. It's not a cage made of iron anymore. Today, it is a studio of cameras as fare out to a satellite in space right down back to the gadgets in peoples pockets.
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Report ReplyA fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.- - - - - Freedom is so essential for all living spirit.
A very thought provoking poem, the great poetess let the reader oft thinks a bit more
Report Replyin almost all her poems, that makes her poems so attractive and very impressive.
Two final lines in the last stanza: Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom......yess! The caged bird sings of freedom, this line says a very lot about her life in the USA and that of her groups'life.Since the death of Floyd important things have changed.
come
Report Replycome to the earth
make the man and woman free
make the human minds
make the wings of minds
free
like the flying birds
and sing the songs of happiness
fields after a lot of fields
Report Replyforest after a lot of forests
Full of free sky
over there
wings, wings of the birds
know only to fly
fly, fly more high
independently
eat, drink and fly
fly high the free birds
no sad in free mind
know only to fly, fly high
over the sky
but the caged wings
the caged birds
the jailed minds
can't, can't fly
independently
so, sad in mind
can't speak freely to the sky
that's why sing lonely
the song of dirge
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Report ReplyOf things unknown but longed for still
........
The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees......great poetic expression about the caged bird and free bird
Tune is heard on the distant hill
Report ReplyFor the caged bird sings of freedom.
We can still hear the song of the caged bird
But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
Report ReplyHis shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing. On the grave of dreams stands the big bird..... the whole poem makes us think a lot. tony
Also read " The School Boy" by William Blake.
Report ReplyThe caged bird sings with
Report ReplyA fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom. The songs of the caged bird is so painful. tony
in this poem the poet clearly describe about a free bird and a caged bird. The free bird symbolize white people.and caged bird represent black people.this poem gives very powerful examples to express the social conflit between innocent native black people and selfish white people who steals all the resources o native black people who lived in America.
Report ReplyIt’s great it’s the best poem I ever read it’s so real it’s like I can inmagine it in my head
Report ReplyThe free bird thinks of another breeze
Report ReplyAnd the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.
great
great
great 10++++++++++++++++++++
Please say Fetus Deletus
Report ReplyIt seems, so often, we humans, can only be happy when some other creature, sentient or not, is unhappy.
Report ReplyThis was the first time I've read this, and it moves me to tears.
praises fall short for her.such a powerful and vivid mind she has!
Report Replyso sad alexa play despacito
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