Caged

CAGED bull

CAGED bird

Both behave differently

One rages on

The other weeps along

Both dead inside, dead outside

They cannot voice what they feel

They cannot grasp any opportunity

Their strings are not in their hands

Their broken hearts can but attach.

Freedom is their flight

Still for it they have to to fight

For other's pleasure, they have been in binds.

As other's treasure, they have been bought in kind.

Angry and frustrated, one rages

While the other weeps in million cages

Both dead inside. Dead outside.

FREE bull

FREE bird

Both behave differently

One runs ahead

The other sings instead

But as far as I care

They both are free.