The caged bird sings its song
All the day long
Through the dark night
And into the light
Its voice rings like a bell
The beauty enough to fell
The hardest heart of granite
The heart carved out of stone
They can take his dignity
They can take his flight
They can take his wings
Never again to soar to great heights
But they can not take his song
They can not take his might
They can not take his voice
Which he raises to the sweet night
He serenades the moon
And makes the sun blush
With his sweet croon
And for him, light they gush
The caged bird sings
In the place of his wings
His voice soars, even when he can not
He is determined not to be forgot
 ToxicxXxKiss · Thu Mar 13, 2008 @ 03:19am · 0 Comments |
