Why was the singing bird caged?
A Poem by TTBoy
Because I was not
contemplated for abortion
Did I do anything wrong?
Because I went to school
neat and well-fed along
with lunch and an understanding
with my teachers
Does that make me bad?
Because life was not all about
abuse that greeted just about
every other mother and child in
other neighborhood
Did that mean I wasn’t human?
Because I was able to see better days
outside of what is now called their
hood
Does that mean I should feel guilty?
How did the bird get caged?
Did it think that it could take from the
inside and just fly off without getting
caught up?
It got greedy
And felt what was on the inside
was a lot better than what was on
the outside
I did not close the door on those
beautiful birds, myself
Was I not a good enough example to
stay free?
Faulting me for having resources
beyond my control
Never a door closing for me
A trap was set for others
Until the beauty of freedom came by
every day and marveled at its beauty
and sometimes told it to shut up
making so much noise
After a while
the same old song can get tiresome
But caged beauty doesn’t need a song
© 2010 TTBoy
