A Murder of Crows

A MURDER OF CROWS!
In the land of crows, where wisdom takes flight,
A murder gathers, under day and night.
Seasoned veterans and fledglings alike,
In the shadows of morality, they strike.
Their island home, a diverse land,
With cultures varied, they take their stand.
Yet amidst the squawks and raucous cries,
A darker truth beneath the skies.
Fledglings trained in the ancient lore,
Of scavenging and seeking more.
Released to join the elder ranks,
Their journey marked by cunning pranks.
Some soar high with noble aims,
While others succumb to selfish games.
Morals and ethics, a distant song,
As they feast on what they do wrong.
Time passes, and roles reverse,
Fledglings become elders, their lives traverse.
Some continue in their scavenger's ways,
While others, in corruption, they graze.
A murder of crows, not just in name,
But in deeds that tarnish their ancient fame.
Slandering, scheming, without remorse,
In a world where truth takes a crooked course.
Yet amidst the darkness, some still shine,
Seeking virtue, like stars align.
For in every murder, there lies a choice,
To heed the call of wisdom's voice.

So let us not judge by feather or beak,
But by the truth that we must seek.
For in the end, what truly shows,
Is the heart within a murder of crows.