Sweetest Love

As the wicked, black raven crows out again
I bend myself foetal to fend off the pain
As its eerie call chants out across the air
My agony dives into deepest despair

As the call of the ‘burra laughs out from above
I hear him cackling that I’m a fool in love
He rants and he raves as night smothers day
Again I am confronted by my unsightly ways

A deathly murder of crows gathers up above
As I mourn the loss of my sweetest love
While a hoard of vultures circles around
My head drops before me, dead on the ground

Sweetest Love

Fozman

Narre Warren, Australia

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