Illusions

Crows caw,
Dogs viciously bark,
The trees unsettled,
The day itself a deathly mark.

The wind blows furiously,
Slapping my face,
A shadow moves,
Moves with a fast pace.

I hear a child,
Crying in the woods,
Them silence.
Kidnappers camouflaged in hoods.

Heavy smoke,
Elaborately Rises,
Twirls of darkness,
It's happenings's it disguises.

I stroll down through street,
Just a deadly silence,
The wind,
Making my muscles tense in violence.

Dark hooded figures,
Walk along the roads,
Red eyed ravens,
The suspicious silence unloads.

The fluttering of the wings,
The birds descend,
My eyes close,
I fall from this illusion of the end.