The first snow

The first snow laid on the ground
Force to sit frozen in its dirty seat;
Wings clipped;
Grounded
The first snow lacked purity

Cold eyes filled the perimeter
They pushed against me as if I offended them
They assaulted my face, forcing my nose to leak

I walked curiously around my new home questioning my new mother in my mind
Who are you?
Will you love me like my birth mother did?
Will you help me carry out my every dream like my father said?

I risked death for you amongst the intestines in the belly of a bird of celestial feature, in the pave desert of my home where the sun's eyes are fixated with great pressure
Spat out in a land of pavement, being haunted by frozen eyes of fury

I waved goodbye to my beautiful, kind hearted mother
Today 03/16/1999 I wave goodbye to everything I love
Today 03/16/1999 my mother permits the death of my heart to be reborn in United States of America the land of dreams.