The Crow Still Flies

Author unknown 


Somewhere in the world today, 
A crow flies all alone. 

As buildings burn, and people die. 
It watches sorrow sewn. 

A heavy heart, it carries on, 
Searching for the lone. 

But where or where is Brandon Lee? 
Has he gone back to his home? 

The sadness is too much to bear, 
Without his presence here. 

So what are we supposed to do, 
But watch and wait in fear? 

I looked up in that sky so dark, 
And in its clouds I saw 

A sleek black bird that flew alone, 
And bade a mournful caw. 

It flew down from amongst the stars, 
And settled in my hands. 

I then looked in its deep black eyes, 
And saw what it demands. 

For whomever it had left hell for, 
It could not find at all. 

And it made me wonder, made me wonder… 
Was Brandon Lee it’s call? 

I let the crow escape my hold, 
And watched it disappear. 

Something soft rolled down my cheek… 
Was that my fear? No just a tear. 

Without Lees soul, the crow still flies, 
And continues on unknown. 

Somewhere in the world today, 
A crow flies all alone. 

…Rest In Peace, Brandon Lee… We Miss You

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