Golden Cage

A sparrow in a golden cage A beautiful cage the golden cage Glittering in sun rays its rails Moving the in the wind to and fro. The sparrow cries aloud and aloud Give me the freedom my choice Open the gates of the cage man Freedom is my desire always. No matter of concern of the cage Whether it is gold or silver It is none of business or comfort I likes my freedom to fly in heights. The owner of the cage a wealthy man Nourishing fruits and pure milk he gave Still the sparrow continues its cry I am alone and let me free to the world But the cries always in deaf ears No one gives a hope at all.