During the day it seems to sparkle like jewels,
At night it seems like danger and fear.
It’s cold and harsh and has no mercy,
But everyday people seek to find it.
It teems with life that can’t survive without it,
Yet it is quickly destroying others livelihood.
It covers our earth like a sickly reminder of something we can’t control,
Ever so slowly it is claiming back the land we call our own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem