Laura M Quinn
Raven bird
By Laura Quinn
O Raven bird
Are you wicked or deceiving
Black as night
With eyes that are foreboding
Are your songs
filled with doom and bad omen
Are they warnings of destructions
said in the poems
Or Raven bird
Is there something deeper
Hidden in the
words you seem to scream
Is your shrill cry
nothing but a love song
To the one who made
and gave to you your wings
O Raven bird
You fly among the people
Swiftly you can snatch
and get away
Did you understand
your mission to Elijah
Dropping bread and meat
would bring him change
So Raven bird
No dying of starvation
By your strong feet
Elijah received relief
It seems to me the poets
have you mislabeled
God used you to deliver
hope when he felt defeat
Raven bird
Misinformed we fear you
But did you know the truth
All the while
Is that why you
sing out your song so loudly
To remind the world
Of your history
Raven bird
You’re many and ferocious
Yet you obey whom
Made you fierce and free
O Raven bird
Is your shrill cry
A holy love song
A love song to
the maker of you
and me.
**photo by MJ Quinn**
