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Sympathy

Rating: 4.3
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!
When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
And the river flows like a stream of glass;
When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
And the faint perfume from its chalice steals--
I know what the caged bird feels!

I know why the caged bird beats his wing
Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
For he must fly back to his perch and cling
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Hitler 14 September 2020
Love it, Good work i love you
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saraf 12 June 2018
when the poet says but a plea and upwards to heaven he flings, well in other words what can flings replace as/? ? ? ? ? /
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Sarah 24 April 2018
Great poem, I see Mr Dunbar, working as a elevator boy, inside this steel cage, waiting and praying, sending a song straight from his heart to God, just as David did while watched his sheep in the fields.
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