Remember the crow?
for you it was
the ugliest bird.
all black
eating thrash
on the dirtiest
streets in Mumbai.
Remember the
countless stories
I told you
where crows
were heroes
and you shook
your head
still not convinved.
Today I saw
crows again
in the park
they were checking
the thrash bin.
I thought
God: they are ugly
because they
remind me of you.
wretched creatures
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The crows are ugly, somehow I was afraid of crows when i was a child..nice poem
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