Blue Bird

               Three birds I caught       

                  as they came my way

               Three birds I took

                        and caged away

One was yellow

just a scared lil' fellow

One was red and full of rage

But the last was blue

and  the  only  1  who  flew

I knew all along

I   KNEW   it   was   wrong

To lock up inside

A   Bird   Born  To   Fly

I had to set her free

before she was hurt!

I  had  to let her be

so she could live on dirt

But

it was a

dream

and I couldn't even

scream!

Her head sliced in

h  a  l  f

by a fan

made

by man

She cried in pain!

clawed

at me

to end

all vain

Yet she survived

and

never died

On the fire she

fell

melted down like butter

Cooked upon the stove

never freed to rove

But I had a feeling

her heart was still

aflutter

And somewhere deep inside

she lived

and

never died