Jail-bird.
Captive\'s clipped feathers
lie in wild distress
around bird internment.
Behind strong trappings
comes flight-abandon
for one Nightingale catch.
Forced need for singing
evokes core-inbuilt
recall of life on the wing.
Far-sighted avian hearts
beat beyond cell bars
as they aim to seek stars.
Incessant thrashing
at wired walls asks
for fear-time to pass.
Trilling for freedom
jail-bird pleadings
make me steal a key.
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Fly ~ ~ my beautiful
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oh quickly use
open door to a future
that now is all yours.
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