The caged bird still sings
Born to sing,
Sweet melodies from on high
A dazzling dash of colour upon her feathers
Tunes coloured with melodic rhythms
.
But inside a cage she sits
Misunderstood by those who own her
Who don't see the beauty of her song
And cage her to act as the domestic chicken, to roam
.
Constrained and frustrated
Her lack of freedom has left her paralysed
She longs for a day she can sing, unrestrained by the echo of captivity
.
Was I really born to sing?
Am I really good enough?
Such are the questions that plague her mind
Questioning her entire existence
.
But the caged bird has hope
That one day she shall sing
Melodies unto heaven
Of the freedom that He brings
.
Maybe she'll never leave the cage
But tunes of freedom shall she belt out
As in her mind she is free
So she must do what she was created to be
.
I now know why the caged bird still sings.
Christ has set us free to live a free life. So take your stand! Never again let anyone put a harness of slavery on you.Galatians 5:1(MSG)
