In spite of the tracks

 

There’s a black shape
on the snowed tracks,
right there on the curve
where the trains corner
and all the lines concave,
it catches your eye
as it doesn’t move.

Belief is that it’s some bird
who’s brethren prefer bleak
and deadened branches,
for there be roosts without care
of human fatality.

Perhaps, it feels the vibes
over the rails,
the premonitions of danger
long before any is within reach,
and that is why it is
thought to be a good omen
for the times it’s seen.

Despite the tracks leading
head on, some ills are avoidable.
Better to heed the warning
when it instinctively flies.

Belief is that it’s a dark bird,
but no longer of its kind.

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