Once The Snow Is Thick Enough - We Can Eat It.

• Maisha Samiha, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

Snow descends from the sky, so pale.
Once they land on the ground, they are not hard like steel.
With patience they’ll harden, though with that comes a burden.

Enslaved, was what he was. Feasts off dreams from the innocent.
Living as a slave for who he desired not to be.
Stuck in his own mind, controlled by whom he gave no consent.
He was owned by the evil, with emotions he was obliged to withhold.
Held back like a doll, he had no knowledge of the exterior of his world.
Waves of sadness and pity for himself filled his head.
When would it end? That he had not known.

The ungodly, told him to eat the pale white snow, showed no mercy.
He had taught himself to devour while thick and hard, and not while soft.
Considering, that was what would fill him up.

He lived in a world, not of his own.
Freedom was what he sought, but that was far off told.
Snow was what had kept him alive.
Oh poor boy, what a world you live in. How do you survive?