National Poetry Day Freedom poems part 2: Caged by Liz Magee

She crouched with her head in the corner, not leaving the crate.

Pimpled and raw patches of skin a pathetic reminder of the packs in the freezer.

Growing impatient, they lifted her out.

Wasted muscles would not support her.

They offered her food but it was not the food she knew.

They offered her water but she only understood water that came from a tube.

They offered her the company of her kind but she only knew how to bite.

They were disappointed that their benevolence was wasted and moved on to more rewarding tasks.

 

On the third day, she scratched at the thatched earth.

Dust rose as she shook her spiny feathers and held her head up.

Looked freedom in the eye.

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