I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings - Maya Angelou

My sister, Paula, sent this through a broadcasted bbm message today. Thanks dude.

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind

and floats downstream til the current ends

and dips his wing in the orange suns rays

and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage

can seldom see through his bars of rage

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with fearful trill

of things unknown but longed for still

and his tune is heard on the distant hill

for the caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze

and the trade winds of through the sighing trees

and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn

and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings with fearful trill

of things unknown but longed for still

and his tune is heard on the distant hill

for the caged bird sings of freedom.