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The Cold Within

The Cold Within.

The poem "The Cold Within", is about six people who, by coincidence, are stuck in the cold with a burning fire whose flame is about to burn out unless one of the six people does not put his piece of wood into the fire.

All the people in the poem have differing backgrounds and nature, making it hard for any person to put his stick into the fire because of the prejudices each held.

The Cold Within

Six humans trapped by happenstance In dark and bitter cold

As the story goes, each one of them possessed a stick of wood-

Their dying fire in need of logs,

But the first one held hers back,

For, of the faces around the fire,

She noticed one was black.

The next one looked cross the ways

Saw one not of his church,

And could not bring himself to give

The fire his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes

He gave his coat a hitch,

Why should his log be put to use

To warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought

Of wealth he had in store,

And keeping all that he had earned

From the lazy, shiftless poor.

The black man's face bespoke revenge

As the fire passed from his sight,

For he saw in his stick of wood

A chance to spite the white.

And the last man of this forlorn group

Did nought except for gain,

Giving just to those who gave

Was how he played the game. 

Their sticks held tight in death's stilled hands

Was proof enough of sin;

They did not die from cold without --

They died from cold within.


Thanks to my friend Priti Quinn that I was able to share this with my readers.

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