In the gilded cage of desire
Fed with anxiety, dire
Feathers tremble with fear
Behind invisible bars, caged birds despair
Thirsty they are, they say
Shooting the breeze all day
Never enough, never satisfied
Becoming prisoners of pride
Suffering comes to all
So sing the blues away at Preservation Hall
Hit those notes out of the park
For hope to make its mark
In the gilded cage of confusion
Flee the delusion
Leave your heart’s rue
And may peace be upon you
When birds fill the dusky orange sky
Fellowship meets freedom
Bringing along wisdom
Making their way to heavenly kingdom
God made birds to fly
Not to live in cages
Break those chains, baby, break them
Lift those wings with might
And claim your birthright
Be free, my friends
Be free, and be at peace.
Noelle L, 04.07.2020
Kindermind Center 