No

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because of the color of my skin

You are disgusted by my

supposed inferiority

You act like a devil wielding a whip

because of the way I move and think and speak

and sing

No

you hate me

because of my pride

strength to work in the blisterin sun

to take a hit and keep on comin

my ability to capture the rhythm of the beat

to have good times when shit’s all bad

to keep my head up when I should feel sad

because I step like a Queen

even though you beat mock torture and abuse

my body but not my soul

No, tell the truth

you

fear me.

i know why

I know why the caged bird sings

I know why she tries to fly with broken wings

I know why

I know why

Because deep inside

Something is hurt

Mangled

I know why the dying bird cries for love

I know why her sing rings to the heavens above

Because she knows

She will die all alone

And cold

I know why she is blind to what hope brings

I know why she is incapable of these things

Because

Because

The other birds have all abandoned her

She is not a dove or a swan

No beauty for the light to shine on

Forgotten

God, I know why but I can’t help her

Because I am also a prisoner

Refugee of my thoughts

Captive of my heart

I can never fix the mangle, mold it into something better

So I bury myself in the shade of my cage

To await death’s laughter

Because

Because

There is no love for me

beyond bars the lying stars

rain acid on my dreams

singe my feathers and burn my beak

no tweet or sing to be sung

for the lonely birdy out on her own

without a flock

I know why she calls him back

The sorrowful raven with promises of tomorrow

Longing to trust all the black parts of him

I know why, stiff and dead

She points her head to the rising sun

And waits for love

that will not come