The roar is there, but
No movement
Trees are still
No birds flying
Open waters are
Calm and silent
To the east are
Gray clouds and
Above these is
A streak of pink-orange-
Magenta which makes
Up for all the quiet
And insubordination
To nature in general
No animals running
No squabbling for food
Just the color and
The constant roar
It is always something
We are never satisfied
Things could get better
One day closer to spring
Bones are beginning to thaw
From the sub-zero temperature
We must consider ourselves lucky
Having food, water, and heat
And most of all, shelter
Too many do not have
These things necessary
For a halfway decent life
No laughing, skipping children
They are hungry
No smiles
They are sad
Do not understand
No one understands
So we just keep going
And that roar
That damn roar
It just keeps roaring
Stanski
January 28, 2022 ^
Steve Haarman 