The North Star
#WritcoPoemPrompt22
He drops on the sandy folds,
Of a deathly bed,
A lost traveler of a mighty desert,
Parched throat, cracked skin,
He is his own Messiah,
Or another vagabond victim...
He became his own Messiah.
He remembered a story that his grandmother told him about a village in the desert that was located...
He drops on the sandy folds,
Of a deathly bed,
A lost traveler of a mighty desert,
Parched throat, cracked skin,
He is his own Messiah,
Or another vagabond victim...
He became his own Messiah.
He remembered a story that his grandmother told him about a village in the desert that was located...