The Raven

by Anita Lubesh

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Raven, black, atop a tree
Screamed religion spuriously
Bleak-black probed me; evil glee
Before I shot it dead

Raven crowned so hideously
In a dream he came to me
Pitch black, vacant eyes I see
Before he swooped on dread

Raven claws insidiously
Gouge my own indemnity
Black robe swoops to smother me
Before tearing flesh, he said

Raven, black, atop the tree
Why do you seek to crucify me?
I only ask as courtesy
Before I shoot you dead

4 Comments to “The Raven”

  1. Love the flow of this.

  2. Powerful poem. Definitely my new favorite!

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