INNOCENCE PROJECT UNIVERSITIES

INNOCENCE PROJECT UNIVERSITIES

Samantha Johnson


Abstract uni koln (Jefferson) I know what the caged bird feels, alas! When the sun is bright on the upland slopes; When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass, And the river flows like a stream of glass; When the first bird sings and the first bud opes, And the faint perfume from its chalice steals I know what the caged bird feels! I know why the caged bird beats his wing Till its blood is red on the cruel bars; For he must fly back to his perch and cling When he fain would be on the bough a-swing; And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars And they pulse again with a keener sting I know why he beats his wing! I know why the caged bird sings, ah me When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore When he beats his bars and he would be free It is not a carol of joy or glee But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings I know why the caged bird sings! School of Social Work. https://PaperHelp.space