Siddhant Sharma - Crows

Day in and day out,
Do I watch out,
For parrots and crows,
And all their woes.

They can’t speak.
They are weak.
But I also do see,
The benefits; they are free.

They are free to conquer the skies of freedom,
Or fly to the magical moon or the hopeful sun,
But we have definite roads to walk,
Defined topics to talk.

We are all chained with custom,
Superstition, greed and system.
For defined roads don’t contain a gem,
Yea, I do envy them.

Those crows, which find all happiness,
In the vast skies of emptiness,
Yea, I do envy them,
For they can find a gem.

For they are full of life,
And we are full of strife.

Siddhant Sharma

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