Alone In the Desert
Posted: Monday, April 04, 2011
by Elfreda Eriksen
You left me here,
alone in the desert
with not a drop of water to quench my aching thirst.
You left me here
bare footed
in the hands of vultures
and the burning hot sand
scalding my feet.
You left me here
to die at the mercy of the Gods
While you left to seek your desires
on a horse with a lady carrying a child.
She was your Queen of Sheba,
She was your palace of contentment.
And I, a mere slave
disposable over night.
left behind without a moment of hesitation.
Out of mind, out of sight.
And yet I walked towards hope,
and stumbled over my faith,
that lies dead yet not buried
in the desert where I lay forgotten
in your dreams.
Do bravely horse, for you carry
a man of steel on your back.
And one day he will leave you
lying in the desert when you are old
and grey.
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Top-level comments on this article: (1 total)Good poem Elfreda, thanks for sharingMany thanks David,
I look forward to reading your articles during the Easter break.
Elfreda
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