20 Below

What can you do when it’s 20 below?
Freeze off your fingers?  freeze off your toes?
Maybe even freeze your face off,
Or freeze off your nose.
You must find a warm place to get out of the cold
Where the Cold Death called winter
Has no grip  Has no hold

One can’t help but wonder,
How could Life be so cruel.
To be frozen like cord wood-
Nothing you can do

And what of the homeless
With nowhere to go;
Left to a cold cruel world
of 20 Below?

What can you do when it’s 20 below?
How would you feel?  With nowhere to go?
When it’s 20 below?

 

 

 

 

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