A Murder of Crows

A murder took place
before the last yawn
that shakes awake night,
beginning with dawn.

They came face to face
and met on the lawn –
Crows are alike,
in crows sing no song.

The murder, in case
some foe comes along,
‘cause number is might
and a murder is strong.

The murder took place
right after dawn
and came face to face
on my dewy back lawn.

Strength is in number
and membership strong;
but crime is in slumber,
while crows sing their song.

©2016, Marvin Welborn
29 June 2016

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