A Single Crow.

A single crow died in evening Somewhere it got an accident Surely crazy children had not thrown stones Or the puppy made attempts on life of crow But some how it dead and carcass fallen In the compound where we lived A single crow died in evening It was a routine visitor of home and kitchen Stood by observing every movement The good householder appearing with fish The good crow and was also clever And tried to snatch the plastic carry bag Or the fish inside of the pot kept Still we loved the crow the single crow Where a leg was somehow deformed And every time it came as a friend Every where it looked for a prey But unfortunate not a clever it was The remaining eatables shared with cat The good old single crow died The carcass in the compound we lived In following day there came a militia Marching to the housetops for an attack Making ferocious sounds, and steps Crying in loud we all feared The black crow looked like demon agents But arms and ammunition only the beak The mighty power with unity they can strike Crows the resemblance of unity always.