The bird in the cage - Sept 2026

I held a bird in my hand And then I let it go It flew away across the river Where I could not follow That bird was in a bamboo cage Before I set it free I bought it from a sad young boy To see him smile And to ease his poverty Some say time is an illusion And that makes sense to me The bird is always in the cage The bird is always free And the boy is always smiling The boy is always sad I always pay the money And for that I’m always glad