In mythology the raven is associated with death and destruction. The country, in its wisdom, has elected a black winged raven as president, and he has brought death.

Against the deep dark blue and purple sky
Against the cratered moon of palest pale
The shadow of the raven
May be seen with naked eye
But none who see the shadow tells the tale
For on the eyes of newly dead
The raven daily feasts
Cares not the raven that the head
Be human or of beasts
It matters not the eyes still blankly stare
From empty sockets bloody and picked clean
The shadow of the raven
Will be gone as never there
And yet will still be felt and still be seen