"Free As A Bird"
Free birds think freely, caged birds sing hoping
For the free bird to let it be seen
High in the sky, flying, riding the wind
Owning the sky in it’s mind
But only if the caged bird is let to be free
Freely it’s spirit could soar
Feel impulsive more for fellow caged
And unnamed birds that deserve
That have earned their right to fly
Their right to sing, breathe, live freely.
Compassion came from the free bird to
The caged, named “chirp” it lurked
Over the buildings hiding from sight
But lively in the daylight loving the air
Entwining the fair and loveliness
Of being blessed, a mess of all sorts to proclaim
A name correctly christened
By the personality given
It’s not the end when the caged birds flee
It’s the beginning of something great
To be loved by the sky, the ground, the Almighty
To be the bird, to be the wings of society
But most importantly, to be free
