Remember the Raven Maid in the parking lot,
Awaken your sensitive sense of nature's worth,
Vandalized the naivety of old Sammy's tot,
Eyeballed everyone for the sake of planet earth,
Narrated that here we all go to pot!
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Monday morning she arrived with her feathered friends
Aspired after justice for the vermin’s we hate,
Ignored several warnings of passing parents,
Dismay and sad the message of the Raven Maid:
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“Rage against major building sites now,
Aid my raven friends, aid my old home!
Injustice will be their sparkling show
Donate against a grey world of stone!”
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Remember the way the Raven Maid disappeared,
Avaricious men attacked her one cloudy day,
Vegetated and vanished like she ever feared,
Endured the sorrow that passed her deserted way,
Now she's surrounded by all the being she reared!
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Murdered to cover the falling of nature's worth,
Attacked by the smart who always will be too late,
Ill-timed for the modern technological earth,
Disproved in the dreadful song of the Raven Maid:
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“Rave about nature's freedom tonight,
All will be okay, all will be well!
Ignorance won't make you feel alright,
Don't follow the straight way down to hell!”
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Education against tolerance!
Naivety for all this nuisance!
Displaced in the distance!
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Originally published in the book "Stormbringer", still under my true name Christian Bass.
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C.B. Visions
An author, who writes tales of human encounters with nature and wildlife. I dive into the depths of the human psyche, offering an insights into our connection with the world around us, inviting us on a journeys. (Christian Bass)
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So creative!
That was exceptionally well written. I was thoroughly impressed and enjoyed it immensely.