A Change of Color (Poem)

What if snow was

Black?

Instead of little white

Specks,

Falling from clouds of

Gray,

They would be dark

Matter,

No longer symbolic of the

Pure.

There would be no white-

Out,

In the grasps of father

Winter.

Instead it would be light and

Dark,

The struggle of life and

Death.

When snow was

White,

The ground glowed in the

Night.

When snow is

Black,

Night's wand is waved, ground

Gone.

The arctic hare turns to

Black,

And polar bears mistaken for black

Bears.

And those that glow, the white,

Die.

The sparkling swirls envelop all in

Darkness.

And the wind-swept snakes painted

Black.

The season itself would change in

Mood.

Already a dreary time turned

Darker.

If snow was

Black,

So much would

Change.

-Zero