The bird flies across the sky.

Though it almost died,

It sings with its voice high;

Free, happy, and untied

It sings its melody with a pride.

Strong, fearless, but sometimes confined,

A pride every animal pried;

Free, happy, and untied

It spotted its worm and planned.

Though the earth is all contrived,

It searched for a place to land;

Free, happy, and untied

SNAP!

The bird cried as the cage declined.

It knows it’s a trap;

No longer free, happy, or untied

As the bird is carried away, it weeps with grief,

For its freedom has been set aside

For the enjoyment of  humans and their relief;

No longer free, happy, or untied

The bird cries to the individual:

“Why human? Why? Your freedom is very wide,”

“But mine is dividual;”

No longer free, happy, or untied

With a sigh,

Opening the cage wide,

The human seemed to comply;

Almost free, happy, and untied

Not believing its eyes,

The bird darts to the outside.

What a beautiful surprise?

Again free, happy, and untied

It glides through the sky;

Glad it had survived.

It sings its song high;

Forever free, happy, and untied