Caged Bird

I am a caged bird,

allowed only to fly

when a test subject for your coal mines.


Do not ask me to sing,

or I will screech until you realize

my golden feathers are worth more

than your safety net.


I am a caged bird,

and I will not sing for you

because I know what lies beyond these walls

and I am saving my voice

for someone who deserves to hear my words.


I have tasted freedom before

and I will wait in silence

for its doors to open for me once more.

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