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Digest, 2022 - Grade 10

In The Bleak Midwinter

Tarang Gupta 10F

In the bleak midwinter,

There stood a boy

Hoping to call his dad

And say ahoy.

His mum was dead,

His dad had left,

And he stood there breathless;

While God stood there heartlessly taking his test,

He tried his best

But he was not destined to rest

He shivers, he quivers,

And he’s threatened by beevers.

He hears the cold wind whistle,

His hopes are little,

His body is whittled.

He grumbled, he fumbled,

And during his last breath

His grievances were what he mumbled,

While his hopes crumbled.

He saw his life flash away,

He saw his younger brother play.

For him death was relentless that day

And soon the sun ray went fray.

His heart was filled with hate,

He was made into a bait.

He spoke softly,

In tête-à-tête “Why thou choseth me for death,

I ponder, why hath

I be made to surrender.

I hadn’t hurtest thee

‘Save me’ this is my only earnest plea.”

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