The Crow

My life is as hectic as a crows

I feel as if I’m a flightless bird though

For I can only walk a mile’

And I can’t run, only for a little while

My heart is as black as a crow\'s wing

Sitting on a perch, waiting for what the day will bring

I imagine myself sitting on the highest tree

Because that\'s the only way I can think peacefully

I see life happening down below

But it’s too much for me to handle, this I already know

So I sit here and ponder to myself

What can I do to better my inner wealth

My legs fold under me like a crow’s tail

My innocence is something I wish to prevail

For I’m misjudged just like the common bird

Because of today\'s society in this mockery world

Stephanie Davis

June 2021