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a lonely nightingale laments tunelessly at midnight, a stiff tone echoing in this empty shop. the metal resonates with sympathy. outraged by her clamouring: bribed her food pellets for silence. she croons less unbearably now, but with the same wistful eyes. she beckons with her broken beak, she longs for life beyond a cage, watches my relenting eyes, the sympathy residing in me. to free or not to free this child? i think her life deserves much more. with a tinge of hesitance and of worry: a lonely nightingale i free she bustles in the shop with freedom, her wings still unaccustomed to air. her croon has sprouted into an anthem, she circles the cage and bids goodbye until she reached the window , and is re-greeted by cold metal grilles: reminded of endless entrapment… she finds herself still contained. the way i see it, she will never be free until she lies in the arms of death. sympathetic human i am, i picked a nearby tool of freedom, plunged it into her heart, and freed her eternally.
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Dec 27, 2011
Dec 27, 2011 at 7:10 AM UTC
to be free
a lonely nightingale laments tunelessly at midnight, a stiff tone echoing in this empty shop. the metal resonates with sympathy. outraged by her clamouring: bribed her food pellets for silence. she croons less unbearably now, but with the same wistful eyes. she beckons with her broken beak, she longs for life beyond a cage, watches my relenting eyes, the sympathy residing in me. to free or not to free this child? i think her life deserves much more. with a tinge of hesitance and of worry: a lonely nightingale i free she bustles in the shop with freedom, her wings still unaccustomed to air. her croon has sprouted into an anthem, she circles the cage and bids goodbye until she reached the window , and is re-greeted by cold metal grilles: reminded of endless entrapment… she finds herself still contained. the way i see it, she will never be free until she lies in the arms of death. sympathetic human i am, i picked a nearby tool of freedom, plunged it into her heart, and freed her eternally.
The poem here discusses the concept of freedom controversially.
shawn-hyc
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Singaporean
Dec 27, 2011
Dec 27, 2011 at 7:10 AM UTC
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