The White Snow Glitters In Dying Sunlight,
Underneath Lie Frostbitten Dead Flowers,
I Know Not Of How To Stay Warm Tonight,
The Sun Slowly Dropping Every Hour,
The Tables Have Turned In Utter Despair,
My Muscles Screaming With Every Step I Make,
My Heart Lies Limp And Lame In Winter's Stare,
My Throat Laughs Yet My Soul Is Full Of Ache,
My Lips Chapped And My Eyes Frostly Glazed,
I Walk Aware Of The Panthers And Crows,
I Know I Am Their Prey--My Judgement Hazed,
Creatures Watch As I Walk On Bare Corn Rows,
Yet My Brothers Watch From This Whitened Wood,
I Knew They Would Save Me--I Understood