honey, salt, and sympathy

He knows why the caged bird beats its wing

He knows that love is a quest

Searching for contentment

freedom

guarded secrets of beauty

 

Beauty does not save the bird

No dignity in cages

Yearning for the cloud’s great secrets

Cuts and stings and songs for freedom

 

He offers honey and salt

Though pepper cleans the wound

The bird still searching

The ache still beating

He has honey

He has stinging

 

He knows why the caged bird sings

She knows the secrets of the sky

That freedom lies in open wings

Learning how to fly

 

He has beauty

He has prayers

She knows soft breeze

Caged by cruelty

Digity the key

A whispered longing to be free.

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