The candles burning
the clock is ticking
time is running out
for the evil that is rising
The crow is coming
to stop the devil
and his crew
Fly my friend
rise above
I see you coming
I feel your soul
it's time to stop
what those evil people do
I can feel you
I can see you
I can fly with you
As our souls become one
to stop what the evil ones do
we'll feel the peace
that we once knew
We will be free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Crow has indeed come. It is alive in your words which touch my soul and bring a tear of joy. This is a fantastic metaphor that reaches inside me and stirs the hope I have that all will be well within us soon. Keep writing my fellow traveler of time. I will read more of your work, this piece floored me.