How can a songbird sing
when her cage is so cramped and small
for she cannot open her wings
or lift her head at all.
Her song is caught, her soul is trapped,
her body quivers, her breath is racked.
For every fibre of her exquisite being
yearns to voice the song that's living
deep inside her, for it is the song,
that sings of how we all are one.
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