Yet She Danced On Relentlessly

As the demon blue sky, withered upon her caged body

The birds sang temptingly, luring her with verses of freedom.

 She acknowledged them with a blink of hope,

 Smirked at the wounds, and danced irresistibly

Birds furiously judged her tranquility, They sang again,

More fiercely at this moment 

But she soothingly swayed, 

Caressing her hurts and danced irresistibly

 

They restlessly looked at her silence, frantically astound,

 Merely exhausted, “Was she ever going to speak”? 

They thought as she danced irresistibly,

 Little did they know, her dance was the voice indeed