The Canary

<font face=georgia> Inside this microscopic cage, life loses meaning. Claustrophobic canaries seem to gain no sympathy. I sing through despair and bliss, my voice echoeing through the empty room, knowing no one will hear. Humans, my masters, seem to ignore my cries. My eyes can cry no tears; hope falls and breaks into pieces, shatters. I speculate as I stare outside my jail cell at the tomcat. He knows. He knows I fear his very existence. Behind his windows, I see only greed and ice. Oh, here comes a human. I must resume my joyful song.</font>