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A small crack in the ice,
an imperfection in a perfect place,
A world unlike our own
Unaware of life's fast pace.
But it's nothing, meaningless,
Just a thin line on white paper
Fish still swim beneath it.
The chilly water's still not vapor.

But the line was drawn in pen,
And it cannot be erased.
So when the ice is split in two,
Is all this life to go to waste?

When a flightless bird drifts away
Alone on the wrong side of the tear
On a piece of ice never meant to leave
We will shiver through the warming air.

All he knows is he cannot fly
And that this was not his fault.
For we have cars and factories,
A burning fire that will not halt.

Just as the bird sees his home grow small
From his view on the drifting ice,
In not too long we'll see the same,
In not too long we'll pay the price.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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Apr. 6, 2013 at 6:27 pm
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ChobaniLuvinPenguin This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 3, 2013 at 5:35 pm
This poem is just beautiful! I absolutely love the extended metaphor and the perfect flow of the stanzas. Really moving, really touching, especially the terrifying truth in the last two lines. Very persuasive call to action in the emotional appeal sense. Poor penguins! :'> This poem is truly amazing!!!!! Without a doubt- 5/5
 
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