As wings cut through sky and air,
Currents are pushed and cleared away-
So too are the lives of the loved,
Sometimes a necessary action.
Navigation was once pre-ordained,
Now the flights are independent,
Like natural thought patterns-
Distinct and defined...
Sometimes to be understood,
One must push away,
Isolation is the catalyst,
Mental and chemical reactions-
CEREBELLUM EVOLUTION!!!
Obsidian plumage,
Flat black, as pitch-
A mirror of image of itself,
A reversal of the soul state,
Talons once brittle now bronze!
So tear, Raven.
Rip and tear away,
Tear away the lies and fear-
And split the sky with your song-
And leave the flock of crows behind......
Currents are pushed and cleared away-
So too are the lives of the loved,
Sometimes a necessary action.
Navigation was once pre-ordained,
Now the flights are independent,
Like natural thought patterns-
Distinct and defined...
Sometimes to be understood,
One must push away,
Isolation is the catalyst,
Mental and chemical reactions-
CEREBELLUM EVOLUTION!!!
Obsidian plumage,
Flat black, as pitch-
A mirror of image of itself,
A reversal of the soul state,
Talons once brittle now bronze!
So tear, Raven.
Rip and tear away,
Tear away the lies and fear-
And split the sky with your song-
And leave the flock of crows behind......