From beyond the trees...
“I believe the drop was in reference to the poem Caged Bird by Maya Angelou. In my opinion Q is talking about those that were already captured spilling their guts.”
......... CAGED BIRD .........
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and <—
his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. <—
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown <—
but longed for still <—
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird <—
sings of freedom. <—
The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn and he names the sky his own
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams <—
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied <—
so he opens his throat to sing. <—
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown <—
but longed for still <—
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird <—
sings of freedom. <—
[little pointy things I added for emphasis <— ]
Plus ten points, House AMPU.
For exceptional use of little pointy things.