Poetry I Love: Excerpt from Caged Bird by Maya Angelou

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
Read the full poetry here.
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