PERCHED ATOP THE FADED SYMBOL OF THE CROSS, THE GREY BLACK MENACING RAVEN SITS.
STERN OF FACE, SILVER GREY BEAK PROTRUDING WITH A SOMBER SECRET. SHE STARES INTO NOTHINGNESS.
SHE PONDERS HOW TO TELL THE WORLD THAT TROUBLES THEIR WAY COMES.
THE TRIALS ARE LOOMING.
STORMS ARE COMING.
FIRES AND FLOODS AND SNOW IN JULY.
TORNADOS IN DECEMBER.
MAYHEM AND MURDER FORM IN MEN'S HEARTS.
UNHAPINESS. SADNESS AND PAIN WILL BE YOUR LOT.
DO WE LISTEN.
WE WILL NOT. WHY SHOULD WE.
WE THINK THAT WE ARE INFALLIBLE. WE SHALL LIVE FOREVER.
JUST DOING WHAT WE WANT TO, WITH NO CARE FOR TOMORROW.
THE RAVEN IS SAD.
SHE KNOWS WHAT IS COMING.
WE WILL NOT LISTEN. WE WILL LAUGH.
AND SO AGAIN WILL MISS THE SIGNS.
WILL MISS NOAH'S ARK AND GO DOWN
IN THE FLOOD.
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