In The Cage Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

In the cage

I paid for two birds to set free.

My kind son is Nima
Insisted and wanted.

Selling birds in the cage
On roadside Karachi
Is a job, an amuse
Yes shameful
But true!

The caged birds
Strange with the wings
Went for walk, not flight.

Nearby was a cat
Hungry and hunter
In blink bird was lost.

Here too went to search
To research on caged-birds
I hate this disaster!

Sadly found them many
They are so plenty!

But to find bird buyers
Handicapped I observed.
They are big only on
Internet and papers!
In fact most in hiding!

Defenders have post box
Or secrets on door locks.

Freedom and fear?
What call this?