The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn
and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
Read the poem and complete the following:
Choose one stanza from Maya Angelou's "Caged Bird" and paraphrase it. Include both the original stanza and your
paraphrase.