In one
corner of this art exhibition,
A little
girl sits with an empty cage,
and draws
on white paper- dark portraits,
silhouettes
and ink sketches, all of wingless birds
birds with
shiny feathers,
hopping in
the lawns, perched on live wires,
on leafless
branches, none trapped in cages though
When you
reach her corner of the exhibition,
you’ll
notice on her shoulders, the sprouts of a new pair of wings
Every
fortnight these grow to their full span,
and are clipped,
sold to young and old dreamers.
She is a
free bird.
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