A Caged Bird Will Sing

What beauty is heard when a caged bird sings In its own; sad vanity to be heard Such; in its own sorrow, sadness it brings This being; the plight of a lonesome bird Sending its message; within its own song Gives its all; hoping you will heed its call Yearning for freedom; it's where it belongs Yet sadly: its song is its own downfall A dream of beyond its own cage is fraught No such survival beyond it's own bars Domestication; is all it is taught In its lack of freedom, carries the scars But; in its own diversity, it sings Just so some happiness; to you it brings Indiana Shaw . . .