A chook flying free
Crooning happily
She skims the sky
Miles excessive
Then dips below
Her beauty aglow
She's a thing to be obvious
A sight to behold
She's a factor to be heard
Her songs atmosphere hearts afloat
She's a factor to be loved
Her innocence attracting souls galore
Oh she's visible! Admired
She feels completely satisfied, flies turbo
indicates off her magnificence, sings a bit larger
Naive she imagines
She's being cherished, cherished,favored.
Innocently sits on the hand frivolously
Dancing to tunes in her head chirpily
Little does she struggle when
She's Trapped!
Caught!
Caged!
Now,
kept.......
In a golden cage,
fed everyday.
On a golden perch,
visible everyday.
Her wings now not cut off
For they are the matters to exhibit off.
Her tongue tied,
except when desires arise
to hear her beautiful songs.
She croons unluckily
And is met with eyes angry
Why are you unhappy?
If in case you have meals aplenty
Why are you morose?
When there is no worry of predators hungry
Why aren't you joyful?
When your residence is so golden fancy?
What an ungrateful chicken you might be
Crying when you will have to be so comfortable!!!!!!
She tries to answer
but is struck quiet with the aid of hands hard and phrases cruel
So she cries softly,
Quietly
Soundlessly
within the shadows of night.
Simply the silver moon as her witness
looking at her with empathy
And grieving at her plight.
So she lies there dreaming.
And smiling
And just dreaming
Of a last free, cheerful, hovering......Plunging flight
Into the remedy of darkness.
