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Raven: a Poem of Morality

With wings as black as night, what death holds sway By powers strong and ancient, death’s favored creature Spirits burst to song at the Morrigan’s passing With dark song filling the air, tulips wilt turning bare As they pass through the morning air Bird of mourning wears death’s sting Fear of dank, dark passage, ‘neath thine unholy wing Cold and callous they now fly Great Tsi Sgili eye, born of fear and nightmare, true and sure Thirteen times it calls Thine soul bids goodbye, heaven and hell ever near Which are thee - shall thou persevere? *1: The Morrigan are the three Celtic sister goddesses of battle,the earth, death, and destiny, their names are Morrigan, Badb,and Nemaine. *2: Tsi Sgili is a Cherokee witch who has the power to kill with their mind, and the ability to feed off of death,according to google the name literally means owl witch.

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