Extraño Concurso No 22. Dos pájaros muertos dentro de un Jaula de Cristal
En la jaula yacen dos pájaros muertos que jamás conocieron la libertad. Desde pichones vivieron encerrados en una pajarera de cristal, nunca les faltó agua, ni frutas ni alpiste lo único que no tuvieron fue la posibilidad de volar. Su canto lo apreciaban todo aquel que los oía cantar, pero su trinar era triste, nadie lo podía notar.
Los creyeron alegres por tener seguridad, poder no correr peligro y poseer un hogar, más ellos solo ansiaban andar con su bandadas de compañeros de aquí para allá, no quería, no deseaban vivir en una jaula de cristal.
English
In the cage lie two dead birds that never knew freedom. Since they were chicks they lived locked up in a glass aviary, they never lacked water, fruits, or birdseed, the only thing they did not have been the possibility to fly. Their song was appreciated by everyone who heard them sing, but their chirping was sad, no one could notice it.
They thought they were happy to have security, to be free from danger, and to have a home, but they only wanted to walk with their flocks of companions from here to there, they did not want, they did not wish to live in a glass cage.
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