I do not know everything
I do not know why some birds fly
And some birds don't sing,
When early morning comes
Some birds cry
And some birds are listening
To the rising sun
And I do not know nothing
For I see how the caged bird
Is a sparrow without wings
And the smaller his cage gets
The louder he sings
The more broken his wings are
The stronger he believes
And after all this
I only know one thing
That we are like sparrows
And in the abandoned
Lies the beauty of our humanity
And that is why the caged bird
Will always sing beautifully
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
I do not know everything
I do not know why some birds fly
And some birds don't sing,
When early morning comes
Some birds cry
And some birds are listening
To the rising sun
And I do not know nothing
For I see how the caged bird
Is a sparrow without wings
And the smaller his cage gets
The louder he sings
The more broken his wings are
The stronger he believes
And after all this
I only know one thing
That we are like sparrows
And in the abandoned
Lies the beauty of our humanity
And that is why the caged bird
Will always sing beautifully
A German poem I wrote, translated to this and won best poem at my university...
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