An Oxymoron -Crow


Polish black
and one eyed
gait of disdain
a crackling voice
feet thin,unshaped
the one who caws
early in the morning.

Perches on the sill
savagely cleans
the environ
belies and betrays
exists with pride
in the midst of
prejudice undaunted.

The survival instinct
the never care attitude
the daring spirit
connives with treachery
an ill omen
when seen alone
flies with its brood.

The crow and the raven
are distant cousins
roam around the world
much seen in the tropics
rarely found in the temperate
a species with less patronage
breeds with great extensions.

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