A poem from Uhuru, a prisoner in the state of Virginia.
Written in memory of the late, great, poet and activist, Maya Angelou
I know why the caged bird sings.
It sings because it is trapped in a life of hell, inside a tiny cage, unable to move but a few spaces in one direction or the other.
It sings because it is alone, trapped with indifference… held captive in a unnatural habitat against its will.
It sings out of pure desperation, hoping that someone or something will hear its cries for help and will come and liberate it from its unjust, inhuman enslavement.
It sings while patiently waiting for its captors to slipup, make a mistake and leave the cage door ajar…
Then it will flee, fly speedily away, only briefly looking back to behold the misery and torture of isolation and captivity it was fortunate to leave behind.
It will fly to where its ancestors dwelled in peace and…
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