Broken Knuckles

A crow of molten lava
As soaring through the fields
Caught aflame a crop of food
To ashes, health does yield

A crow of frozen icing
As soaring through the lakes
Hardened fish beneath a frost
To freezing, need awakes

Two crows of searching answer
As soaring through the sky
Divided clouds of pouring
Venom seeps into the eye

Two crows of equal being
As soaring through the earth
Steadfast into avoidance
Aborts assistance before birth