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By Any Means Necessary (Happy Birthday Martin Luther King, Jr.)

I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.

Martin Luther King, Jr.


Mama, I know why the caged bird really sings †
When the mind as an offering hears sovereignty echoed from the mountains let it ring † † † † †
From the cradle of birth is to give authority to our mental dreams † † † † †
Our deferred aspirations we seek to the highest of our esteem † † † † †
How can I learn to fly when my heart cannot even walk † † † † †
Animosity, resentment is always found in wagging tongues who doesnít know how to intellectually talk † † † † †
Defacing its own beautiful temple forbidding to asunder such venomously stalk † † † † †
Flapping wings, feet planted, in the bitter winds you can hear their self-demise squawk † † † † †
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Mama, will the caged birdís nest allow the true nature of the conscious to self-reinvest † †
I want to be free for the world to hear my quiet songs † † † † †
In the comfort of my darkness my melodies of goodwill for me to someday atone † † † † †
The hindrance of bars confining me, demolishing the doctrine of my creed, I cannot see the forest from the trees † † † † †
Condemning my beliefs in a realm of success, closing my eyes, depravation is surreal, make believe † † † † †
I will take one step and then another † † † † †
Finding ways to bridge disparity between my Nubian sistas and Moorish brothers † †
Many regards given unto hues from any other mother † † † † †
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Mama, is the caged bird the imagination of the mind † † † † †
If it remains netted in a private Hell not ordained on Godís time † † † † †
Child, you must cherish your pearls and cast away doubts, then pray for the swine † † † † †
All I want is my presence to roam, to be free, provide the indignant, the ill-will the core of its universal needs † † † † †
A kiss to serenade Mother Earth as I bow to the footsteps who made the journey before me † † † † †
Liberation to become my own person † † † † †
My heart and soul never to become doomed to the fate to get worsen † † † † †
The cage door has been opened, my mind awoken, the tastes of freedom in its victory has spoken † † † † †
Bestowing to my generation the last rites of my earthly gift † † † † †
From Earth to the Heaven let my commemoration to my past uplift † † † † †
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Mama, does the caged bird learn to finally fly † † † † †
Child, I tell you no lies † † † † †
You sail through life † † † † †
Allotted by the segments of celestial time † † † † †
Life, living, and death is measured second by seconds, it welcomes the hardship, glory, as we pray in strife † † † † †
Itís all by the Creatorís design who governs the temple † † † † †
I am at the door spreading my wings taking flight, the soaring becomes so simple


Power doesn't back up in the face of a smile, or in the face of a threat of some kind of nonviolent loving action. It's not the nature of power to back up in the face of anything but some more power.

Malcolm X
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
This a reboot of my poetic musing in honor of Why Do The Cage Bird Sing, by my favorite poetess, Mayo Angelo

Why did Maya Angelou write caged bird poem? After the 1968 assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr., Angelou was inspired by a meeting with writer James Baldwin and cartoonist Jules Feiffer to write I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings as a way of dealing with the death of her friend and to draw attention to her own personal struggles with racism.

Video clip is in part to A Different World episode: 6x20 - Dean Davenport lifts Terrell's suspension
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