Crows croaked a cacophony over the crowd.

The birds perched; watching from a cloud.

Looking for the people who really stood out

Crows found a woman who was unique,

And flew upon her before she could speak

Ripping her skin up with their beak.

Because the birds hunt like so

There will never be a person that will say “no”

If you can control the members of the crowd

Then you will control the answers of the loud.