Poem of the Day---Her, The Bird

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We never 
see a caged bird
wings beating against the bars
And ask her why on earth
she wishes to be free
mock her fervor,
her ferocity,
shame the lack of grace
in her fury,
feathers torn in the fight
never 'how impolite.'
We only see the need
We only understand
weary for her,

we fumble hurriedly
for the lock
on the door.

-L.D. Roberts-


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