Eyes
Stare blankly from between bars of yellow
Freedom, freedom
Sunlight
casts light on the dust floating in the air
Wind
playfully tugs on wings and feathers, beckoning
Freedom, freedom
Noise
cries of family and friends beg for you to come play
Songs
dance along the soft wind that whistles through fallen feathers
Freedom, freedom
Black
the color of captor's hearts, imprisoned souls, of loss
Golden
the color of the setting sun, of feathers, of freedom
Freedom, freedom
Life
brought by freedom
Death
brought by the song of the caged bird
I like the arrangement of your stanzas here and the refrain of "Freedom, Freedom" between each. And beautiful imagery in the lines about feathers lining the bottom of the cage, the sunlight shining on the dust in the air, the golden setting sun.
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