Why The Caged Bird Ever Sings

Written by: Celeste Butler-Mendez

He must have done some horrid thing,
so vile I bet and frightening
because it's hard to fathom why
we shut him in to never fly,
or feel the wind against his wings,
or why the caged bird ever sings!

A sight to see at any age;
this captive beast inside a cage!

Perhaps we think by some degree
he's better off alone than free.
Or if, by chance, we think humane
that he should never feel the rain,
but life of pain and one of scars
behind the cruelty of bars!

Amusement rests not on a stage,
but in some tiny, prison cage!

What if our human lives were one
that never felt the summer sun,
or saw the moon, or chased a breeze,
or fell in love, or glanced the seas?
We take for granted little things
like why the caged bird ever sings!

A sight to see at any age;
this captive beast inside a cage!