crows of aleppo
crow followed me home
like a shadow over my sorrow
squawking like a dog does
not knowing where to turn
by the time I got there
it had burned to the ground
that crow following me home
suddenly a dozen or more
as they circled up above
a calm enveloped my being
those crows following me home
neither ally nor enemy
june two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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“Neither ally nor enemy” … most of the people nowadays are like those crows. They don’t have any feelings other than indifference.
Wonderful poem!
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this poem, Maniparna.
My pleasure… 🙂
I can see the image of these words in my mind
How lovely!
Thank you for sharing this