A Fairy Tale Poem by Fate McFate

Long before evil killed love,
a bird fell for a girl- Shiro
There was a dry fig tree in Kalu desert
about a mile from Shiro's home.
at dusk or on moonlight,
it's dry branches appeared like mast on sand
with dunes swiftly moving,
she could only see a ship approaching.

she would then raise her voice,
'sail slow on the still waters,
the Nile is far with its cataracts
my prince is coming for her bride'
and the winds would then rush to dance
making her ship approach even faster.

'sail slow on the still waters my prince
I've waited since on my mother's lapse
am as brazen gay gem
known only to you
let the waters not consume you.'

But a crow could hear her
and he wanted her for himself
and knew that without her eyes,
the prince will not marry her.

He one day plucked her eyes off
and she bled profusely.

The wind blew faster to save her.
The tree fell and broke its branches.

She then smiled and sung aloud,
'you never arrived when I waited
now you drown as I breath my last
and now we'll meet again together
in the afterlife.'