Tuesday, February 1, 2022

The Raven


The Raven
By Lord R.e. Taylor

You so love taking souls
How do you decide which to take
What makes one soul more than others
It seems that you don’t really choose
Why don’t you just admit it
You take anyone who meets you
So, you are just a host to bad luck
Just ask anyone who runs into a raven
If they still have their souls that is
Which would be doubtful going by history

© Poem – II/II/MMXXII


 

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