A tree, tall, green and big
Birds build their nets and sing
Parrots, doves, cuckoo and pigeons set a row
Then there appears a young crow
Says: "let me be among you"
They say; "no need to match with our crew..."

Beautiful colours and melodious voice
Symbolbof dark making weird noise,
Loved for men reason by men
But present on earth is a vain...
Cursed creature; everyone prefer us to you
Still standing, crying to be in our crew...

Words are sharper than knife
Dear birds, we also have life
Given by our creator... There's more!!!
For you to know, release the hateyou store...
To us, your beauty and sing we recognize...
You enjoy everything, yet we have to pay the price...

Thought while flying at heights
With no dark, who knows the light?
If there's no fool, who then would appreciate the wise?
If there's no noise, who then would love peaceful voice...
Our pilot don't consider an ugly not we do...then why these stereotypes set us apart from you?

Others, stop at once in guilty
Realized, gem is whom they consider dirty
Beautiful with its own colour...
Wisdom and sound
Now decide to make me him among the crowd...

#Black life matters.
© Sheffyking