Why You Died

 

You beautiful crow

Your black feathers glisten in the wind

Your soul flies free

Your body lies gracefully

but cold

hard

stiff

on the ground

I used to watch you fly higher than the other birds

I used to watch you hold your head up high

You beautiful bird

Reckless

But you were no coward

You were smart

Too smart

You found out

That’s why they had to kill you

By H