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Who Is DaiDaGlamazon

I am Feminity, I am Kindred, I am Divine, I am Passion, I am Poetry, I am Consciousness, I am Self-Love, I am Complex, I am Truth, I am Sensuality, I am Authentic, I am Cultured, I am Wisdom, I am Evolution, I AM......


Thursday, March 25, 2010

I Know Why The Caged Birds Sings: Reflections


I know why the caged bird sings...because her pretty wings are torn and tattered from beating them on the cruel bars of society's cage. Her efforts of getting someone's attention has left her jaded. The daily voyeours that pass by watching, speculating, probing, admiring her through those cruel bars are using her song and physical beauty for their entertainment. Not once does someone see the pain and fear in her eyes. Not once do these on-lookers hear her blues songs of liberation. Not once do these on-lookers think that her beauty should not be confined to norms of a caged bird. No once does the on-lookers see the blood stained tears from weeping and singing her soul out.



Yes the caged birds sings for she has beaten her wings for so long aganist society's cruel bars that today when her Master opened the cage she does not move. She is paralyzed. She has been conditioned to stay on her limbs poised on a splinted perch and sing her blues songs of awaited freedom. Hence, she sees the caged door open, she no longers has the strength and courage to make the first step, for fear the door will be closed on her.



So she sits there crippled by her own fear and now she has become her own oppressor. So yes I know why the caged birds sings...because she is free, but she has not accepted the fact that she now has the power to fly free...even though the door of liberation is wide open in front of her....its a choice of free will... 



So tragic that this symbolic reflection is very common today amongst women and men...Let us not be like a caged bird ... Take flight and fly free my people.. the choice is yours...the unknown is always scary but its so much better to fly wounded than be too cooped up in society's cage with a broken spirit that has you paralyzed with fear.

4 comments:

  1. I love it, cant stop looking at this poem like a beautiful painting. Got so much out of this. The world likes everyone to stay inside a box, behind bars of thou shalts and thou shalt nots, but as you say in your poem we will tear our wings beating them on bars to be free. write on, write on

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  2. i am in tears Dai...this piece is my FAVORITE!

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  3. Dai this is an awesome piece of poetic history! I depicts what we see inside yet can get away from when people see who we really are. You are a star with words, your light will never fade as long as you live you life in poetic tales! I can feel your pain and love in every syllable you write. Pen the spirit, paint your dreams! I await the Master(peace)

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  4. @ At Everyone my womb is full with gratitude by your words. As I read your sentiments my womb leaped because you all heard the sounds of her lament, laughter, tears and liberation song. I am so full of emotions that words are scattered about, but I still can see the picture of words coming together. This blog is a testament to me flying out of the cage of other's expectations of me...Thank you all again Love you all to life! Smootches

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