Frost
I know you can see the frost that surrounds me.
With each step I take it forms there on the ground.
Do you see how the ignorance of your sterotypes have shaped me.
Will you be able to tolerate it's silence as it brings you down.
I know your not sure whats happening, you took no time to learn and see.
In an instant you made your decision, and missed all the warmth in me.
So you must live with this indignation.
The frost won't numb the pain.
As slowly it engulfs you, as it leaves me and is yours to gain.
I can see how your surprised.
Frozen there in time.
There's no point to beg and plead.
There will be no special signs.
There's just one warning when you see it come.
It's all the frost on the ground in a warm summers sun.
We have to account to how we treat one another.
We have to account one day for our life.
The frost can be sent to teach you a lesson.
When it's sent it travels day and night.
I see your frozen tears shatter at my feet as they fall to the ground.
I know your pain but what can I do.
Look in my eyes to see what you can learn,without me speaking a sound.
When the last time you helped someone who needed you.
Are you not getting a little warmer, as you start to understand.
My step yes is frosty, but look a little deeper and I'll let you be warm again.
So don't be so quick to judge your fellow man, he's one who could be in pain.
I can come back to call on you, next time I will bring real distain.
Copyright © Robert Stevens | Year Posted 2010
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