A Crow Reincarnated edit 0.000001 billy

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Look to the crow, hung spiked on the wire, wind torn and tied.
Dead by the lead that flew to his calls,
blooding black feather, searing inside;
watch as he falls.

Look to the body that swings from the tree, hollow and dried.
Death dealt by demons, holy men all,
whose merciless gods walk by their side.
Face to the wall.

Look to the crow that died without cause, as others will, too.
Croak into blackness, silence the dawn,
keep secret beliefs; next it is you
to be reborn.

tectak
2014

I like this very much. I enjoyed it's darkness and you kept that moodiness till the end but for me the term "reborn" is too positive an ending for such a dark piece. Obviously this would change the tittle and if you need it to be a comment on reincarnation that fair enough. I personally would like it left darker.. something like "to rot, as flesh is torn"... but that's just me..