A sparrow flies without a nest
A dove returns unable to rest
In flight, each may seek a path of liberty
Yet year after year, they return to places of familiarity
How long will tweety bird remain caged prey?
The cat taunts with key, but cannot fly away
Potent lips drip with smoke, waiting for you to speak
You offer a gift of no revoke, yet I refuse to concede
Movement of numbed emotion
Hope of low proportion
Nothing to show for the appeasement of our greed
We want and want, yet are full of need
You know the moment the words came alive and I believed
You know the moment their words became death and shattered dreams
Even in the darkest night, the stars align
Even in the darkest hour, love sacrificed
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