raven crowing atop a golf cart
looking all over our lunch bag
when she tried to pry one of them
i throw a cone just to scare 'em
she didn't back out must be hunger
but her beak not strong for offer
so many of them fills tree tops
can't find food nor outlying crops
sometimes carcass scattered on ground
maybe from malnourished or end of time
summer takes it's toll to everything
even turtles scared of daily sunbathing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
summer takes it's toll to everything, good write, thanks.