What the picture says

Although the grass knows better
The tales of brotherhood
Carved by fear of cane
I will want to leave my nest
To remind you of a father brother and son
Strong as the breeze in January,
Tamed by the fire that made his cage.
He was given as a greed,
Others say for a stick with four legs;
That never saw the sun.
He was bounded and fed to the great wood,
Set to sail against and with the wind .
He was more than they knew.
He was first a king
Before he became their dog.

Miidong