Thin Ice
2024, Senior, Poetry & Spoken Word
The heat pierces through my skin,
As I leave my dear child behind
Not knowing if I’ll be back with food.
Not knowing if I’ll be back at all.
I stand idle as the snow melts below my feet.
The ever-so-big glacier cracks, pulling us apart.
The water rises as I struggle to stay afloat,
And I swim away with nothing but hope in my heart.
For food, to the god I plea,
As I flap my wings hoping for freedom, my efforts are in vain.
The atrocious blue body suddenly calls out to me,
And I jump in to fill the belly of my baby in pain.
I swim through the vast sea.
Moving further and further away
From the island, I left my child and family.
Only to find some fish to get through the day.
Formidable white teeth follow me,
While the fish are hidden far away, under the deep sea.
I selfishly escape, to return without fare.
Letting my loved ones go hungry once again.