Misunderstood

Only one knows the intention of heart.
Only one knows the actions in my mind.
  Does the world know me? Do you?
My words are missed, my actions forgotten.

Caring for others I do, but they refuse to see.
    They want me bad, evil they want me.
          Misunderstood like the korakas,
                 will it change cras? No?

I am seen like a bird behind the clouds.
My words flow, yet understanding does not.


Who I am matters not, opinion is the king.
I awaken on a late night, thoughts make the river flow;
the river flows from mount Auga.
  Many pass by yet few notice.

A ravens day comes not, a speaker of dark things.
  Sitting in the dark, a red river changes route.
Thoughts flow into nevermore, a galaxy of fire.