It is the wild bird
Sitting listless in a cage
Choosing not to be heard
That puts all heaven in a rage.
The knowledge of freedom lost
Unlike freedom never known
Exacts such a heavy cost
Its repercussions are unknown.
No bird raised by hand
Can sing freedom's song
Or truly understand
Cages aren't where birds belong.
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No bird raised by hand Can sing freedom's song Or truly understand Cages aren't where birds belong. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem.10 marks for it. Subhas