The rancorous raven
Cast down from the skies
His stone nest from cave-ins
Is where in blackness he lies
…….
The sullen raven is meek
Caged in by his choice
With no flight he grows weak
But what’s above he avoids
…..
Faith in love he lacks
Without it, he’s nothing at all
Black feathers fade to black
A flying form sketched on a wall
Emphasis mine
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