*Maya Angelou - "I know why the caged bird sings"
Oh, let us write of gentler things Still wondering why “the caged bird sings”* Or rise upon a thermal shaft Of feathers drawn upon first draft Or watch the sullied surf subside As clean-up crew of ocean’s pride Oh, let us dull the razor’s edge And loudly sign a silence pledge Deny the forest’s right to live While sharpening the traitor’s shiv Or are we but a single voice Muted by the rising noise Oh, let us cloak our metaphor In words both good and bad adore Hone it with sarcasm's wit So both sides will lay claim to it And chuckle as our pens run dry Our ink the tears that poets cry
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