The Bird that sings
Its breathes only to let breathe it out
Held on to the whims of its master
With Life and Death choices
Surrounded by darkness in its unknown
It holds its head held high
From its life and till its end its sings
From being tied to a cage; the enslavement
Like a rollercoaster that never ends
Life and death blinking before its death
The Bird sings once more with a melody to its death
Liberty and Light
That was once promised
Now forgotten to a melody
But, It was remembered
like pieces of a church
its beauty like the dust around the earth
Spread everywhere; the song, the melody, the music
in its beautiful history
the madness of it all ; ending in a song
The Enslavement
The singing
The melody
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