MALNOURISHED AND HOPELESS
I’m locked away in a cage like a bird.
This bird doesn’t have an owner.
It can’t fly freely in the sky.
It cannot get any worms.
**Locked away hopelessly.**
**It’s wings are clipped.**
**So, it let’s out a faithful song.**
Over the hill and far away was a farm.
The bird hoped its song would reach there, but nothing happened.
**Locked away hopelessly.**
**It’s wings are clipped.**
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There it lays in its cage.
**It’s beautiful feathers thinning and falling off its body.**
**Its bones can be seen through its skin.**
**The bird is getting weaker by the minute.**
**More hopeless by the minute.**
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But, nevertheless the bird let’s out a faithful song.
Over the hill and far away was a farm.
But, something was diffrent this time the bird was heard.
Soon the bird found tranquility even through the mist of the coffin of his dead dreams.