Sarah Yaelle Poet Free verse

The Crow and the Crane

I am a crow.
And I refused to eat the flesh. 
I am a dissident
And now my feathers
Will never be black again.

I am a crow.
And I have left the evil mark.
I am no longer close to all that's dark
And now my friends
Will never be near again.

Alas, I am a crow.
And I have flown away to a warmer place.
I am looked upon with all's disgrace
And now my songs
Will never be lost again.

Woe, I am a crow.
And a creature of light has encountered me.
I am breathing in its purity
And now my suffocation
Will surely find me again.

I am a crow.
And this creature stands above my head.
I am only knowing of all that's dead
And yet it still gives me gaze
Will I ever be truly "crow" again?

I am a crow?
And this one yearns for my soul.
I am clothed in the fragments that would keep me from whole
And now I'm painted white.
Will I never know what I am again?

I am a crane.
And I refused to eat the flesh.
I am a dissident
And now my feathers
Will never be black again.

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