Come Come Crow

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Summering grill, black and white,
With a wooden sprout, protruding out,
Holding a holed plate tight roped
For the crow to have lunch and din

Violent Ashoka, just a fake,
And indican Mangifera green and raw,
Half plucked, clickingly sour,
Crow you're welcome to my grill

There you go! Actually, there you come,
What's a scree for a mountain?!
Are all your caws my grandma's laughs,
You caw too seldom to fit the criteria

Shining black on a black sky
robbed of a roti by a fox?
Eat your belly full, raven's kin
And send my regards to the anscestral lands

~Ajay
June 2017

*Traditionally, crows are fed food to remember a dead anscestor, we did that often when my grandmother passed away

Roti- (also known as chapati) is a flat bread originating from the Indian Subcontinent, 

Ashoka-  It is an important tree in the cultural traditions of the Indian Subcontinent and adjacent areas,
A popular tree known as "false ashoka tree" or even as "ashoka tree", is cultivated to resemble the growth pattern of erect pillar-like Mediterranean cypress trees. It is a popular park and garden plant, much used in landscaping on the Indian subcontinent. 

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