The Crows Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The crows

A crow cawed and cawed,
Came crowds of crows,
Flapped wings,
Flew, jumped,
Cawed and cawed,
Declared war:
"Who dared to steal eggs?
Take our eggs? "

With its big reddish eyes,
An owl was in its nest,
Sheltered in a very old tree.

It listened to the caws,
Checked its chest,
Saw its eggs,
Hatched, unhatched, still there.

Owl smiled,
Then whispered:
"Look at them,
These bandits,
Ugly thieves,
The robbers,
Stealing everything,
These truly bandits."

Then smiled,
In its thoughts:
"They eat eggs,
Eat chickens,
Fish, seashells,
Without shame,
Yet claim…"

It rolled eggs:
"Innocent?
You? Victim? "

But crows wore black,
Cawed, nodding to a wall!