How do I explain
Why I’m sitting on the floor,
I’m so frozen from the snow and a stone cold chain
So what will there still remain
When we’ve dug up all below, for a future of no more
Oh how do I explain.
To the coal cut king and oil giant reign
That’s grabbing what it wants and asking no more,
We’re so frozen from the snow and a stone cold chain.
So is there any help in wanting to complain
Of the time to become, to be better than before
Oh how do I explain,
To the rest of us and once again:
Our future is not something that we can explore
If we’re still frozen from the snow and a stone cold chain.
So will now ashes still rain
When I rise from the floor,
Oh how do I explain:
We’re still frozen from the snow and a stone cold chain.
Will about his poem: “The villanelle poem is a French formed style of poetry, that in its themes, deals with an object or idea of obsession. In How do I explain anger, confusion and passion is embedded in this recurring line that seems to hold weight over everything the poem bares. The poem represents a want, that has somewhat become a need: how do I explain?”
