POEM: The Desert

My thoughts are lost in the sand

Cold and trembling once again
I spun myself in sheep’s fur

Alone in the dark, my vision a blur
I turn to my little lamp to spark a flame
One more flicker in a dozen of men doing the same
My only comfort, my little lamp
Slowly burning securely safe
Almost envious of it’s place
I imagine home and reminisce
Contemplating what will come of this
Some will say I’m a hero, but none will understand
What it’s like to be alone, in the desert sand.

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Dedicated to the armed forces of the United States of America, those willing to risk their lives for a greater good.

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