by: Marc Carver
I see a raven
his foot stuck in cement
he opens up those arms and pulls to the sky
but goes nowhere.
He looks down
starts to peck at the ground
his head moves from side to side
again he tries to leave his last resting place
two choices remain
either he becomes a meal on a stick
a grounded plate
or a piece of him remains there
a tribute to the power
of what the earth can do to you.