When that caged bird hears its voice and learned how to sing, That song is as powerful as the strumming of guitar strings, is to the heart, like ripples in the ocean, like children lughing, like connction to our soil
When that caged bird sang, she says I AM HERE. I AM WEAK YET I STAND STRONG
When that caged bird listens, she hears voices rising
freedom from the earth
She hears ancient words spoken to how we understand
That bird makes noices into words, only we can understand
When that caged bird sang
She chants
She is I
She is US
UPRISING
CUZ SHE SANG
US TO HER
Saturday, April 27, 2019
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