By Anaya Sheth
In a bustling big city, there lived a small bird
Exquisite, rosy, but with eyes filled with the sorrows of the world
Then I finally found the reason why
It was scared of people who would cage it from its own life
You see, the bird had witnessed that before
Many of its friends were captured and locked away
The little bird’s heart and soul belonged in the sky
And the thought of a cage made it spend sleepless nights
It dreamt to touch the stars one day
But would it have the courage to fight?
One day, the nasty men succeeded in their plan
They grabbed the bird and took it from its clan
The bird was now trapped in a cage
Its eyes filled with tears and rage
Heartbroken, the poor soul looked lost
All due to humans’ cruelty and ruthlessness
This bird isn’t the only one, there are many such in this world
It makes my blood boil for these sweet creatures of the air
How would we feel if trapped behind bars?
Caging for our pleasure, is that what we are?
By Anaya Sheth
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