Nameless Crow

My Luck

                  People once believed that when someone dies , ar crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes just sometimes , the crow can bring that soul back , to put the wrong things right once more.

Some may see me as a curse others as a disease bringer messenger of evil ,Many will think I roam in the sky bringing sorrow, But know this My destiny I did not choose ,I have lived a thousand lifetimes , I remember Many things on this world , I remember creation I remember being at a shoreline, watching a little grey fish heave itself up on the beach and an older crow saying "don't eat that fish Brother, Big plans for that fish '' I remember the Tower of Babel...All 37 feet of it, which I suppose was impressive at the time , And when it fell, they howled 'divine wrath', I remember Cain and Abel their fight , cain's grudge , And how God sent me to show cain how to hide his deception , Sodom and Gomorrah. The Exile of the hebrew slaves with moses , Hard to forget his leadership. I remember the wars , decades of pain and agony for I was there where death had cometh , the macedonians and the persians , The persians and the romans , the romans and the gaules , the gaules and the franks , the franks and the turks , the turks and europe , europe against itself , Humans have turned on each other countless times , their lust for power is no more than a cycle that'll never ends.

I remember death , with all its forms , Some had died with hatred in their eyes , Some had fallen proud of all they achieved , other died after runing for all their lifes , runing from their foes , from their friends , from their fears and demons , Many cherished their last breath and left for this world only their cowardness , their Honor , their lies and it differs. Death was my long time fellow , I followed death whenever it went , each day , each hour , the same task to accomplish , These humans their days were numbered and death never lost count .

Every day , Transcending I roamed Low ,high , smoothly , fastly , I never had a reaching point , never had an end , I have always dreamed of flying while everything is dead and done , said and sung , Every single living soul in this planet has its fears and demons , mine was the time , That's right this endless cloak , the tic and toc The sound of life itself, The ticking at the tear asunder , The beating from a heart of stone, My Imortality they bequested Yet it hurts and hurts to be alive my friends in this endless journey that someone merely gave to me , In this masquerade where all one day must die , except me , I was always here no matter what , just watching from the sky , I always cherished death , but never had the pleasure of tasting it.

Every journey ends, but we go on. The world turns and I turn with it. Plans disappear. Dreams take over  for me it was always the same story the same chapter the same cycle . But wherever I go, there you are — my destiny, my fate, My Luck.