Never had I known sorrow of deprivation, till the day
I saw a small, starved child of seven
Carrying heavy sacks of grain.
Never had I known contentment, till the day
I saw the same penurious child
Eating stale, mouldy bread with relish.
Never had I realized the value of my liberty till that day.
For, those who roam free beneath the sky
Know not how it is inside a cage.
