Poem of the Day---Her, The Bird

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We never 

see a caged bird

wings beating against the bars

   frantic

   wild-eyed

   afraid

And ask her why on earth

she wishes to be free

or

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

and

weary for her,

we fumble hurriedly

for the lock

on the door.

-L.D. Roberts-