Go fly around your gilded cages
Go eat your store bought bird seed
Let me fly free in the forest
Let me taste the berries from the branch.
And if a hunter shoots me down to put me in a soup
I’ll have known what it means to be free, and flit from tree to tree
You don’t envy my recklessness
I don’t envy your cage
You value safety, I value freedom
Must we be on the same page?
Why squawk your disapproval at me, when my birdsong bursts free?
You’re the trained parakeet peddling nonsense phrases for human approval
So flap your wings with your kind
Pay me no mind
No really, leave me be.
My claws are sharp and my beak is strong
I’ll pluck your eyes out, I will