How Like a Raven, How Unlike a Bird

January 16, 2015

How like a raven,

Yet how unlike a bird.

My voice caws out in anger,

Instilling fear in others.

But I have no wings to fly,

And that's why I scream.

When will I join my cousins in the sky?

I often wonder when I don't cry.

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