You. Me. And every caged bird,
Sing our hearts out from the
Grand floors of our ribcage
To the ears and eyes in the world.
Free within our cage, dreaming of
The rest of the world, how to
Fit the world into our world, how to
Own the keys and locks withal,
Or how to become keys ourselves
Unlocking dreams and hearts
With the graceful turn of our wrists.
Out one cage. Into another cage.
That is the extent of our freedom.
