I love this poem written by the late Dr. Maya Angelou, I’m posting it in her honour and hope she is having a great time in heaven; most importantly, I hope she has met my dad :). May we do all we can to ensure that the “caged birds” in our society are freed, especially those who are trapped in the horrible cages of human trafficking and can’t escape.
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream
till the current ends and dips his wings
in the orange sun 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 fearful trill
of the 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.
Maya Angelou
