The Watchers

Form: Cardinal Stanza

Crows gather in trees
Restless, staring eyes
Watching death
Silently walk here
For death comes to all

Crows gather in trees
Where the woman cries
Wrecked by grief
The birds her comfort
When humans don’t care

Crows gather in trees
Hearing silent sighs
Living breaths
But where are the men
They took to the war

Crows gather in trees
From dusk to sunrise
In witness
To the crimes of Man
And still no one cares

Crows gather in trees
As the world denies
Suffering
The Earth, she’s dying
And none will stop it

©JG Farmer 2020

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