Caw, Caw, Caw
One note black crow
calls the farmer to his fields
calls the trader to her deals
calls the revelers to their merrymaking
calls the butcher to the slaughterhouse
leads the bullets to the body
calls the blood from the wounds
summons the spirit from the flesh
calls the crocodiles to a feast of tears
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