When I Was A Raven

When I Was A Raven long poem

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When I was a raven, I flew out of the night,
My ebon wings flashed and glistened in the light.
The wind it held me high and carried me away,
But not a soul would listen to the words I had to say.
So I became the white-tail and ran across the land,
Still I was alone with none to hold my hand.
The teeth that tore my flesh – a wolf so grey and strong,
But then I was his spirit, my passion fueled his song.
The pack became my family, the night it was my home,
I lived upon the violence, blood and skin and bone.
The night, the sky, the forest, the cruelty of the kill,
I was a part of each of these, each a separate thrill.
I want to own them all and control them if I can,
So I gave up on nature and I became a man.

I cut away the forest for a place to build my home,
I cut and stacked the firewood and planted in the loam.
My home became a city and spread across the land,
It bumped into another and drew a line upon the sand.
We couldn’t live together; we didn’t think the same,
We fought about beliefs and set the world aflame.
Blood choked all the rivers, smoke filled up the sky,
All the people suffered and watched each other die.
We all destroyed the planet, with greed – without a care,
We poisoned all the soil and pumped toxins in the air.
We butchered and we slaughtered until some became extinct,
We only wanted more but we didn’t even think.
I became a man to find myself a friend,
But now it is my wish to be the raven once again.

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Phillip Poythress

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I simply enjoy writing. Mostly fantastical things. Someone once told me that my word choices were poetic so, I thought maybe I would try poetry.
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J.rid
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Brilliant just brilliant the next move would be a moonman, for thats where we all will end up if man does
not use his sense. Yes your poem was an excellant read.

Saurin Desai
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wonderful, I only wish more of us would be more aware of what we are doing to our planet, more power to you…

Preeti
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Simply amazing… Beautiful imagination and words simply fit so wonderfully into this sweet poem:)

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