Celebrating the rise to liberty
while crushing the hushed crowd
to appease the masses to prove
to the kings and queens all is well
for the very few who have freedom
is like watching nothing from my window.
The mighty Raven gliding through the
entrance of the woods with such
fluidity carries no weight from these
screens; the hands of the bent heads
mashing teeth to gum live within these walls.
That world lives in another place where my
window cannot reach and where the Raven
will not fly.