Sandra Martyres - Marooned

They placed their ears to the ground
to pick up the slightest sound
A nomad family was in the desert marooned
for days at the mercy of the sun and moon
They hoped for a caravan or a camel cart to pass
that could help deliver them from their morass

But for them fate had decided otherwise
They remained alone under the burning skies
For their aged father dear it became too late
He could no longer for any succour wait
silently he lowered his head and died
A tragic end to his long and painful ride.

The nomads took his death in their stride
And chanted to keep his spirit on their side
Perhaps they were right to do so
they did not face a second death blow
Help arrived in the form of a straying camel
They rode to freedom on this loving animal

Sandra Martyres

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