Canary

[floweryhedgehog]

I do not want to go back in the mine.
   
    my eyes are glazed,
        my feathers dull,
            my beak droops
                to rest upon my breast
                    where a broken heart still beats

 

I will not go again into the mine.

 

     in airless dark
        with no more hope
            my voice fails
                this cage is much too small
                    and I cannot find the sun

Please don't send me back into the mine.

    I cannot sing for you.