Paul Laurence Dunbar - Sympathy

Paul Laurence Dunbar - Sympathy

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


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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