23 february 2014
23 february 2014, sunday ( A bird )
Is it a fault with the bird if even its melancholy voice is beautiful? Oh! Humans, why do you not see that the heart of the encaged bird is bleeding from sadness? Does it not have a family?
It is like a lost soul, in a place so far away from its family and friends and natural habitat. Do you not feel the weepings of its parents? How would you feel if someone powerful than you takes your child away from you for their own amusement?
Why are you so cruel yet hypocitically preach for Freedom?
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