The Ravens (Dark Poem)

The Ravens
by Ivan Karhoff

Help me! Help me!
The Ravens are coming,
I cannot bear to see.

There’ll peck my eyes,
And feast upon,
me like carrion.

Their capes of black plumage,
will cloak me in death.
I won’t wear it well,
Gasping for breath.

Please, help me! Help me!
Before it’s too late.
The flutter of wings,
Are more than omens of fate

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