The Little Canary

I wrote this poem in Creative Expression, which was a subject I did in year 9 in 1998. I hope you like it, and understand the underline meaning of the poem, than merely the story of what the words tell.

A little canary in the cage

Is like a young, scared, terrified girl

Trapped in a horrible, dark, prison

With no where else to go

She jumps from side to side

She skips from here to there

Terrified of what awaits her

Wondering what the next day will be like

Bang! Bang! She hits the cage

Twit! Twit! She yells loudly

Hoping help comes to her

Hoping she would quickly be freed

Humans are her controllers

They are the masters

They are the deciders

For only they can set her free

While they take her for granted

Using her as a display

She patiently waits for that day

When freedom finally comes

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