http://mitrafriant.typepad.com/impression_obsession_news/2014/05/new-io-challenge-inspired-by-a-song.html Four days after I posted this Mya Angelou passed away. May 28,2014.
I also included a copy of the poem.
Caged
Bird
A free bird leaps
on the back of the
wind
and floats
downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun 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 a 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 soft
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 a 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.