Crow and Scarecrow
Sitting on the evil scarecrow’s raised arms
Is a midnight black crow from the darkness
The depths of all that’s cursed sits his black soul
Looking around he searches for weakness
That of people’s hearts, those with love flowing
Watching, waiting for that perfect moment
That time to strike the eyes of the walker
Eating the soul of the poor lonely gent
Then in the heart of the scarecrow he goes
And leaving the soul trapped within his heart
Fear’s produced by this devilish creature
The pair in tandem brings terror impart
If anyone surely sees the scarecrow
Crow isn’t far behind to strike you blind
Only a jack-o-lantern can save you
Make sure it’s lit or it won’t be so kind
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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