Speculating on the crows
those that lately let me know
that coyote medicine exists
even in the bird world
(which is actually the same world)
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Hop, hop, look quick, hop
the big black bird
plays chicken with my car
hop, hop, quick look, stop
Right in the middle of the road
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Crow has a message for me
I think I’ll pay attention
‘cause here comes a bunch of them…
On top of my gameplan
all covered with grit
I got so frustrated
that I could just spit
The map that I clung to
was thrown to the side
as God is the pilot
I’m in for the ride
The adventure it has me
I think I’ll enjoy
instead of controlling
or getting annoyed…
(Try this one out to the tune of On Top of Old Smokey)
He wore his dreams
like a cape of courage
Woven of conscious construct
from the fabric gifted
as visions from guidance
He walked with his head up high
through trepidation and every old story
told in whispered breath
by ghostly voices of the past
Thus, he sang his soul’s song…
Like a big happy face cartoon sun
