The Crow is a master scavenger. A sleek survivor
built to think, to adapt, to communicate, to overcome

the harshness of a world that is designed
to stop you the moment you look down.
With a head on a swivel, though,

you just may find a shiny thing,
a discarded bauble, a worthless treasure

worth picking up with only the slightest inclination
it can become something more.

A craftsman in cleverness, an inventor of ingenuity
a fat crow is a survivor, thriving in its creativity

in finding the value in the shiny thing
discarded by the world
that sees only desert trash.

Can it survive with out it? Probably,
but it may come in handy some day.