God Of Crows

Wire mesh splatter
Just all feathers and talons
matter of talent
painted from blood of the evidence
Heavens just a place of mind
mine's like minefield
calmer on the outside
out sized karma by age 9
fitted for a crown that wouldn't fit
now it sits wrapped around the horns
persuaded by an outside force,
of course the worse has better nails
For the Devil's in the details
and when I try to kneel
my feet fail
Slipping on an outdated concept
and causing offense and pandemonium
I'm as phony as they come