Feb 2019
the hell of winter snow
We walk in snow over hills and moutains high with our feet pushing through the long flakes that penatrates our soul making us shiver within a deep snowfall. Our bodies freeze whilst we push our hands through the snow and try to escape with our lives while we struggle with the cold temperature of the deadly frost of evil the covers the country for an eternity of life.
We hunger for food and look throgh the deep snow and search for food and shelter from the harsh wind of the east. Our bodies carry on walking to the cry of a desert land looking for the light and the warmth of summer in all its glory.
We search for weeks and months in the hell of winter looking for summer to begin and see the birds run around the grass in search of food and hear them sing high in the trees. The people of winter wait for the summer to start and see the sun beam down on a horrible and miserable winter storm that has pushed mankind down and held us in its grip in the this horror of life with no money and hunger to pave our path
The final day has come we sing and dance with the warm and caring sun has come to smile upon us and bring is happines and laughter for all humanity and animals alike. We give thanks to our sun and sit back and enjoy its love and tenderness until the cold of winter comes back for all to see
written by wayne mocker
copyright and ownership wayne mockler
We walk in snow over hills and moutains high with our feet pushing through the long flakes that penatrates our soul making us shiver within a deep snowfall. Our bodies freeze whilst we push our hands through the snow and try to escape with our lives while we struggle with the cold temperature of the deadly frost of evil the covers the country for an eternity of life.
We hunger for food and look throgh the deep snow and search for food and shelter from the harsh wind of the east. Our bodies carry on walking to the cry of a desert land looking for the light and the warmth of summer in all its glory.
We search for weeks and months in the hell of winter looking for summer to begin and see the birds run around the grass in search of food and hear them sing high in the trees. The people of winter wait for the summer to start and see the sun beam down on a horrible and miserable winter storm that has pushed mankind down and held us in its grip in the this horror of life with no money and hunger to pave our path
The final day has come we sing and dance with the warm and caring sun has come to smile upon us and bring is happines and laughter for all humanity and animals alike. We give thanks to our sun and sit back and enjoy its love and tenderness until the cold of winter comes back for all to see
written by wayne mocker
copyright and ownership wayne mockler
