The Raven
Loathe
The Raven
Flying around and caws at thy
Landing on head stones that shine blissfully
Decimating the realm of tranquility
Black feathers that repel the light of GOD
Darkness follows the Raven
Wherever he may roams
I dislike writing about him in my poems
Loathe
The Raven
Being so bold
Not being shooed away as he was told
Circling above you can get so old
Bearing down and weakening ones soul
Only to be known as
Darkened Soul
Loathe
The Raven
As he is cold
Stare into his eyes of darkness
And you will be told
Loathe
The Raven
Bestowed as the angel of death
I am told
Lingers wherever he goes
5/20/16
Copyright © Shawn Daniels | Year Posted 2016
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