The Icy Curse
Snow
Silence
Falling from the sky
A cold and silent soldier
Peaceful yet vengeful
The snow falls atop the trees
Into the street
Down the stream
Blowing in the breeze
People freeze
Animals starve
But it's pretty..
Peaceful
Pure
No flake alike
Ruined upon touch
Each flake a dagger
Sharp, small, slicing
Savage
We hide in our homes
with the heat
and warm soup for dinner.
Once peaceful lands into icy tundra
As snow lies atop the trees
Whispering death
Frigid death
Freezing
Sun peaking through
Unable to save the victims of the snow
The cruel reign of the snow
The air
Frosty and dry
Depleting those nearby
The cold decent
Shadows creep
It takes and takes, and leaves despair.
An angel's gift, it turns to dust,
An icy curse, a fatal trust.
The unhoused forced to weep
living on the street
Starving
Cold
Alone
Victims of the snow
The icy curse