• al_cina 17w

    A sharp caw, and I looked around.
    There wasn't one, but five or six,
    Cawing and soaring- up and down.
    Were they fighting?
    Not unless they live in murders.

    Besides, they fought for some food..
    Gee! Humans were the selfish ones.
    Crows were, rather, creatures
    With black attires yet white hearts.
    Conceivably, blemished by
    The keeper of their lodge.
    I presume dearth hits everyone.