Uncaged Bird
Uncaged Bird
Today, I had the instinct
Of an uncaged bird
I felt what an uncaged bird feels:
The feeling that I can fly
And the freedom to fly as I wish
So I decided to fly around the world
To explore its fulness
Not leaving out its emptiness
To explore its glamour
Without bias to its squalor
In the course of my traverse
I landed in the house of the poor
I beheld their pursuit of riches
I landed in the house of the cynics
I caught a full glimpse of their pessimism
I landed in the house of the oppressed
I saw their crave for freedom
I landed in the house of the greedy
I heard their never-ending melody
of "We want some more."
Copyright © Ibikunle Gabriel | Year Posted 2018
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