Did you ever walk among trees filled with noisy crows calling and crying out? You did? Great! (here’s an explanation for that).
A crow’s life is a living protest; their claim that nothing is fair makes crows caw and shriek in birdy outrage. Sited high in trees, (above your reproach) these neglected infants, cry out in frustration and despair. They DEMAND world order, insisting that everyone is made to go back to the beginning, so that the rules can be reinstated. Of course no one grasps their message (crow calling is a language understood only by crows themselves).