The Raven Song
The ravens always come
They never leave me alone
Standing so still like they're made of stone,
They keep chirping "it's okay"
But that's all they really say.
In this field the sun never rests
And on the far corner of a tree
There is an empty bird's nest.
It's just my guess
but I think those birds were scared of me
I have these eyes but I can hardly see
I can't feel the heat or the cold of the night,
I don't care if it was darkened and now there is light.
"It’s okay, it's okay" the eternal raven song,
I've heard it for so long
It fills my ears to no avail
I know there is no end to this path that I trail.
I stand in my field night and day
Listening to the ravens whisper it's okay:
They aren't scared of my face or my clothes
They are aware that this is a path I never chose.
And in the wind, one strand of hay breaks free
These ravens aren't afraid of me;
They catch it and return
Smirking about how I never learn.
The ravens always arrive,
Talking to me as if I was alive.
