The songbird’s voice is stolen

It’s heart is ripped in two

Caged, with spirit broken

It’s wild beauty dimmed too.

Sitting in a dusty room

In a corner dimmed by night

It dreams of forbidden freedom

Of long-forgotten flight.

A wavering beam of starlight

Shines through the dreary gloom

The songbird escapes it’s plight

As it’s heart stills in a metal tomb.