Greedy Crows - Kyilleh Dominic Arituo

- after Darko Antwi's "Scarecrow"

They went to see
For themselves

There was no body
Only dry sticks
Wearing a white jellaba

There was no fear
It is gone
Like a nightmare

There was no farmer
No fear –

Only some gentle breeze
Moving a dress
To and fro
To and fro

Like a boy on a swing

Greedy crows –
They stole much seeds
During the sowing time

They are here again
To harvest the grains
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