This is Life

Ravens overhead, and the noise we make below.

Ravens circle
Humans bicker.
It is one of the more unusual expressions of love.
For whatever reason, it is a reason.
What makes most sense is that nothing does.
Ravens circle.
How can humans not bicker?
It’s not them who will come, but it’s what they symbolize.
We’re all rushing to do and be something, somewhere.
And that’s good, but it doesn’t stop the ravens
from
circling, circling,
circling.

A poem by Pemba Umoja