INSIDE MY ROOM #2

Continuing our segment of story time called INSIDE MY ROOM where we will be sharing poetry instead of monologues or fictional short stories. Today’s story time features a poem called Little Bird by Eunice Gatama.

Little Bird

Eunice Gatama

A little bird once gently whispered in my ears;

You are sweeter than the sap of your tears

So hear my prayers of hope my dear

For I am the little birdie not far but near

A little bird once told me to protect my fragile heart; 

No man can fuel your dreams with empty words 

calling you sweetheart

So become the composer of your dreams like Mozart.

A little bird once sang;

That my dreams soar higher than patriarchy’s seams

 Undo the seams of time like a seamstress make everyone speechless

You are worthy Sis.

A little bird once asked me quietly in the night;

Why do you doubt the magic you hold within?

That your wings are strong and destined to win.

A little bird far back much louder than the rest

Chirped songs of everlasting shackles;

that freedom is far to nest

That the skies are lighter and brighter than the likes of you

That the trees were planted with your sweat with no promise 

Now, this little bird’s songs were fierce and honest.

Igniting the whistles from more birds planting thistles of doubt

doubt Rooted in fear

But among the cries rang a beautiful tune

A bird much closer sang to me too.

Fly, fly cried the little bird within

Open your wings and sing;

I am a little bird once lost but Now found

I am The Little Bird who will soar these skies.

That’s Inside My Room #2 we will be sharing more poetry in the future if you are a poet (and I don’t call myself one but here I am writing a poem) you can too submit your work to us!