He stood there looking laughingly at me
Wondering who this caged creature be
Held within this wall of concrete and steel
Wouldn’t she all cooped up and tied down feel?
With nonchalant disdain, he turned to preen
Thus eying him, I turned an envious green
As he picked his feathers with his beak so red
I felt wonderment deep inside me bred ….
For though trapped it seemed, he was
It was I who should be worried because
It was my world that was confining me
And though behind bars, HE was free !