Clamped down, trapped stuck,
Paralyzed in a tiny cage.
Had fate left me not a drop of luck?
Was there reason for this rage?
Told to lay down and die,
Something deep inside me stirred.
I can’t be caged I have to fly!
Not yet am I interred.
They can take my body, tie me down,
It matters not a bit.
My spirit still runs wild and free,
So in freedom here I sit.