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Angry Crows

A racket of crows punctuated by the long cries

of a hawk filled the sky from early morning until past noon.

The hawk had caught a crow and each time it ventured out

of its nest was assailed by the whole angry lot of them.

Such a noise such a wild chase, all simply for survival.

Oh sure we want that too–not just to see another day

but to see our grandchildren grow, our gardens bloom,

our dreams come true, our hearts opened by love.

We want to watch the moon rise, see a thousand sunsets,

visit the Grand Canyon, be witness to our lives, maybe

find a cure for cancer, unlock the secret to world peace.

And in our way we are just as noisy about it

as a gaggle of angry crows.

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