The Cold Wind

Coldness will never tell you,
Of the mistakes in the past,
It made that at the time it knew,
The consequences,

But its nature would not allow,
The abandonment of such acts,
Even though, with the sun and earth,
It had made a pact,

For the cold wind is just that,
And if it never touched skin,
And slowed down the least prepared for attack,
There would be depression,

For what it could have been,
If it didn't listen,
To what those were saying who,
Demanded restriction.