Woe’s Cold Lesson

Scathing poem of delusion, cruelty; snowflakes face judgment, imprisonment in court's hum.

Triple letters — frozen snow,
Always cruel — you're thinking's slow,
Screaming Snowflakes — key in tow,
Outward signals — bad acts show.

Felon labeled — in the head,
Christians save — the walking dead,
Mass delusion — clothed in blue,
Mind confusion — is this you?

Chains will tighten — tears will flow,
Facial shots — in icy glow,
Frostbite gripping — deep in souls,
Screaming truth — snowflakes and woe.

Black Robes painted — voices drum,
Facades crack — the courtroom's hum,
Snowflakes carved — their prison run,
Woe, the lesson — that must come.

Judgment's weight — for all your fun,
More's the pity — you're not plumb,
Iron bars — new strings you strum,
Open showers — boyfriends come.

Silent now — the snowflake numb,
Revel is — a distant drum,
Iron walls — your room without Sun,
Captive toy — you are that one.

—Noisy Wren