Freedom

Think of a lucky cage,
Containing a bird in rage,
The poor thing needs freedom,
Not the cage and the boredom,
What happens to its family,
If the bird is set free?
Just like the cage-so lonely and so empty,
On finding the bird nowhere, its mum fell like Humpty-Dumpty.
If you lose someone near and dear,
Won't you be dreaded with all sorts of fears?
And the bird, sitting alone,
In a bit of water it wants to drown,
Not a ray of hope is left,
My owner has done this theft.
Once again I tell you my friend,
Caging a bird is no ,more a trend.