The Crow

The Crow

Jennifer Pickup, 17.08.2024

I am the crow and I fly 

Fast as a dart, and straight as a die,

Observing the world with my watchful eye.

I see you below and I know 

Where you go, who you see,

While you carry on, oblivious to me;

Unaware that I watch, unmindful that I see.

I am the crow and I soar 

High as a kite; through the wind I roar,

Capturing the world in my beady eye.

I know the secrets of below;

You can’t hide, not from me!

And you continue, ignorant of me;

But beware for I watch, be aware that I see.