MAYA ANGELOU reads 'Caged Bird'

A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

~

From "Shaker, Why Don't You Sing?"

[Cindy-zdue]

Chosen mother figure. Wish she were here to give me a hug, but just hearing her voice is like a hug.❤😢

[marjorielemons]

My favorite book that my parents bought me was Why Does The Caged Bird Sing, I felt her spirit and heard her soul when all the trials she went through to get where she was today! RIP Mother Maya Angelo🪽✨🕊️👑🔥🔥🔥

[priyashekinah]

What a powerful poem. Speaks to the hearts of oppressed people, all over the world. Speaks to everyone

[giovannibello]

This version is slightly different to the original version transcribed in the description. The modified version goes like this:

Oh lord I want two wings to guide my flee
Oh lord I want two wings to guide my hands
Oh lord I want two wings to hold my eyes
So the world won’t do me no harm.


A free bird jumps
on the back of the wind
floats downstream
till the currents end
and dips his wings
in the bright sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But the cage bird stands
on the grave of dreams
often shouting
a nightmare scream
its wings are clipped
its feet are tied
so it opens its mouth to sing.

The cage bird sings
with a fearful thrill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and its song is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

A free bird thinks of another breeze
and trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and it names the sky its own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
shadows shouting a nightmare scream
its wings are clipped, its feet are tide
so it opens its mouth to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and its voice is heard
on the distant hill
because the cage bird
sings of freedom.


Oh lord I want two wings to guide my flee
Oh lord I want two wings to guide my mind
Oh lord I want two wings to hold my arms
So the world won’t do me no harm.

[YcKuLSilva]

This seem like sumn Kendrick would sample

[Vi-fjqp]

Beyond Too Many Caged Birdsss Unheard UnBeKnownst judges ... Freedom? LIVE LOVE PRINCIPLES VERBS. Words have carry transfer frequencies often more powerful than actual swords.

[keithjohnsonYT]

Always preparing for a life the world would never afford me…🤦‍♂️