An unkindness of ravens by Paul Stevens

Another tile falls from the roof
Another truth creates the lie
Another lie contains the truth
a dark unkindness takes the sky

Hunkered down inside the dawn
Crouched behind the golden light
Nameless men with shameless yawning
flap and crow to aimless flight

Fitted shirt, symmetric tie
Dinner in a metal box
one hunk of loaf, one rotten fruit
Another tile falls from the roof…

Uneven land, uneven welkin
blubber in a suit that’s melting,
Christ, you used to run this town,
You had your own collective noun!

Another scale falls from the eye
another blind man learns to see
Through papered cracks
and pepper spray and all his time shall ever be

We gather battered but unbowed
take stock, regroup and swap old tales
and booze and blaze until the night
peels back, reveals the empty day

and down below us, youngsters trail
in patterns we’ve all trailed before
another tile falls from the roof
a dark unkindness trails the youth
They say when ravens leave the tower
the king shall die, the kingdom fall
I say this world is run by ravens
Scavengers and vermin all.

A dark unkindness takes the sky
Another lie reveals a truth
Another truth creates a lie
Another tile falls from the roof…
Another tile falls from the roof…
Another tile falls from the roof

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