to the moon from earth

a single raven flying.



while on earth, a soul is dying.

mourners gather to weep and sob

a worker is fired from his job

he has to tell his kids and wife

an infant child begins her life

looking up at her mother's face

a public worker is disgraced

a new leader rises to power



all of this in the same hour



actions done at the same time

seen from above, all is but sublime



to see the horrors, famines, and wars

the tortured, widowed, and battle scars



the raven sees and well he knows

"futility" he utters as up he goes.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hm...i don't really know how this works...

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