Friday, November 11, 2022

Caged

Eduardo Oropeza (1947–2003)
Mexican American Artist
@ Scottsdale's Museum of the West

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Sympathy

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!


by Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872 – 1906)
African American Poet
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"O Thou who has given us so much,
mercifully grant us one thing more:
a grateful heart.
"
~ George Herbert ~


"To those who have hunger give bread;
And to us who have bread
give the hunger for justice
."
~ Latin American Blessing ~

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