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This poem was made on the whim in response to my friend's poem.

Oh, why, Crow Children?
Why have you fallen?
Why do you torment us so?

Oh, how, Crow Children?
How could you stoop so low?

Who is this that calls out my name?
Is it the Crow children, hoping
I'll join in their twisted game?

What do you expect of me,
What do you ask,
You Crow Children,
What is your task?

I can only last so long
So long, yet so short.
I can only hope that
I can sing one last song.

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Another poem.

"One"

One world we seek, one world we know-
One hope to have, one love to show.
A time to speak, a time to listen;
One part to play.
One thing to say:
One love to have, one hope to know.
One world we seek, to which love we show.

And another.

"In the Rain"

Here I stand, in the rain-
It is cool and damp.
My contempt is imminent, but
Only for the rain that ruined my plans.
Yet I know that rain brings life,
And relieves our strife from the heat.
Did it have to rain today?
When I most wanted to play?
My hair is soaking wet,
My eyes do not wish to open.
To find a shelter is my greatest desire.
Else the day shall expire.
Here I stand, in the rain;
It is cool and damp.