White silence

He walks alone beneath the northern sky, Where ice once ruled, now waves roll high. His paws sink deep in melting ground, The silence screams, no prey is found.
Oh, the white silence calls his name, But nothing answers, nothing stays the same. The cold he knew is slipping fast, A ghost of snow, a fading past.
He roams for miles, the hunger grows, The wind it whispers what he knows. The seals are gone, the ice too thin, The fight for life he cannot win.
Once a king of frozen lands, Now he walks with empty hands. The stars above, they watch him grieve, For a world that chose to leave.
Oh, the white silence calls his name, But nothing answers, nothing stays the same. The cold he knew is slipping fast, A ghost of snow, a fading past.