The Raven

As I sweep my eyes
Across the wasteland,
I see nothing but
Dead land,
Dead bones.

I walk across the wasteland
Searching for a sign of life.
But I find nothing.

Its growing dark,
I cant see.
I run into a temple,
To find fire,
Right next to it.
I hear a tapping noise,
I look up,
To find,
A majestic black raven
Sitting upon it.

The raven followed me,
On my journey,
Like I had sinned.

The words finally came
From my mouth,
Saying,
“why are you following me?
Have I sinned?”
The raven doesn’t reply back
Only with a caw.

I again ask it,
“why are you following me?
Have I sinned?”
I get an answer from the raven,
Saying,
“no, you have not sinned
lovely, im just here
to guide you”