At What We’ve Done

raven3What sign has been flung
when even ravens
hold their tongue?

Left their pranks in trees to hang
and even wolves have lost their fang?

What tumult has begun
when all the warnings have been rung
when spring has sprung
and all the bees have been stung
when every alarm’s already sung?

Even the stones stand stunned
at what we’ve done.

At what we’ve done.