Caged Bird
Will the misery continue till I cease to exist?
When the angel comes will I want to resist?
It’s only for Allah that I really persist…
This life…
I got no proper direction
It offers no protection
Just one lonely soul y’all
Roaming in the darkness
I need someone to guide the way
Someone to offer kindness
I don’t want to spend my days wrapped up in worldly plays
Yet I don’t want isolation, no matter what anybody says
I want to feel contentment in the things that I do
I want to feel they’re worthwhile; I want to get my due
I don’t care if it’s now or in the hereafter
Because I know where I want to go, it’s to the creator
But whilst I’m in this prison I need somewhere to spread my wings
Away from the contaminated life we breathe, I need my soul to feel at ease
Don’t want to be soaking oppression with each lungful of air,
Don’t need the barbaric torture, I know for sure its there
So do you believe me when I say, this life offers no protection?
Its misery upon misery, corruption upon corruption
Unfortunately we have nothing, with which to cancel them out
No mercy, no compassion, just enmity and doubt
I feel like a caged bird but I think I’m ready to fly
I need the wind under my wings, to see life passing by
But I don’t want to be part of that desired ‘essential beauty’
The mansion, the Porsche and the plasma screen TV
I need simple simplicity, not lavish luxury
Just me and my wings for when my Lord calls for me