Some birds aren't meant to be caged,
They are meant to shine and staged,
Shine with their bright feathers,
Shoot so high and light the sky for others.
When they fly they leave guilt in their prisoners,
Their wings tell meaningful stories to listeners,
They chase the core of their beings,
After all is said and done we are all human beings.
The mark on our skins is from the chains you created,
The reason behind all this, well we could have debated,
But now, there's no point 'cause the scars are permanent,
It's the remainder of our future that's still imminent.
Now that we are young and free we're like the birds that left you dry,
Yes we did cry, no we didn't die, we're more proud than ever before do you wonder why?
You came and found us happy in our land of plenty,
But now we are free like birds and we left you with a cage that is empty.
Free Birds
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