Dedication and Tribute To Maya Angelou

Dedication and Tribute to Maya Angelou What if in a cage, I had been a bird, Feelings crushed when never heard Standing there singing so all alone Reached maturity and fully grown. Could see cage, and its each gild At giving him birth mother was thrilled Taking a first anguished breath of air Hoping many more would be there. If cow or horse would be fenced in; Bird's life in cage did begin and end; Each day bird awoke with much rage Forever having to live in a gilded cage. Jim Horn Black history month is almost all over.