Singing birds silent song, echoes from a golden cage!
Gracing the lawns, dangling by the tree Singing great mornings with my soothing music Doting in the golden cage, humming for my master Honing for my freedom in the wilderness Gazing the world go by past the busy street Pensive of my plight, my master's and the world around Honing for freedom in wilderness are many other beings Placating and soliloquising myself, 'what's different? I ain't lonely' (This picture is taken in an posh alley in Asia. It is not an uncommon sight to see singing birds at the doorsteps of many posh homes in Asia. The birds adorn the lawns of expansive homes, are perceived to bring good luck and sing their usualearly morning melodious songs. It's a sad sight to see the bird cages dangling on the trees and compare their plight with that of the human life in Asia; life that is improving gradually with education, information and enlightenment though more needs to be done)