Most people wonder why caged birds sing.
I,
Appalled,
Just do not know why mine speaks,
Eloquently and uncontrollably,
After years of silence.
He cares little for the stares and comments from the flock.
He is even less concerned about the cage itself.
He just speaks,
Thrives on his own self-expression.
At times he has been advised not to expose his soul,
For with exposure always comes vulnerability-
Eventually pain.
Yet he is too keen of words, of flight,
To put an end to it.
And while other birds sing to show their beauty,
Mine speaks incessantly of it without regard for who is listening.
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