My Frozen Reflection, My Changed World

My tusks are sharp, like a warrior's spear. I see clearly and only feel one thing, fear. Frozen deep in this field of flattened glass, I had to watch my unfulfilled dreams pass. I have always known the snow covered land that now morphs and changes behind my own, Innocent eyes. But a weight of a stone, that can crush an entire army; then I remain alone. I feel cold, my spirit sold, lurking beyond me, rotten and old. Out of reach, with so much to teach, jerking to become free, begging for speech, my young ones, my family shadows, trapped behind a glacier of gallows, The temporary apocalypse of merciless ice. I wish I had warned them. -Caroline Youngless