Read Time:33 Second [Bird Song]
You see me
You say you love me
You don’t even know me
You can’t compartmentalize me
You don’t understand me
So, you won’t stand me
But, you love me

While a bird may complement a beautiful cage in a palace
Its home lies in the trees
Its playground; the sky
I am a free spirit;
I choose
I am an eagle;
I fly.

I might be caught someday
Thrust in a cage
Possessed by one
But the elements
The air
The trees
The rooftops
The sands;
They own me for always


Written by: Chino Ibe

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  1. vivienhuijun – “Life isn't about having, it's about being. You could surround yourself with all that money can buy, and you'd still be as miserable as a human can be. I know people with perfect bodies who don't have half the happiness I've found. On my journeys I've seen more joy in the slums of Mumbai and the orphanages of Africa than in wealthy gated communities and on sprawling estates worth millions. Why is that? You'll find contentment when your talents and passion are completely engaged, in full force. Recognise instant self-gratification for what it is. Resist the temptation to grab for material objects like the perfect house, the coolest clothes or the hottest car. The if I just had X, I would be happy syndrome is a mass delusion. When you look for happiness in mere objects, they are never enough. Look around. Look within.” ― Nick Vujicic
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