The Desert Song

The men sit waiting smoking
Time for action drawing near
The humour dark and bitter
No room for hope or cheer

The phone call comes from heaven
The voice he longs to hear
The words bring comfort to his heart
Replacing doubt and fear

Women run wildly through the streets
Seeking what they’ll never find
Panic replacing exuberance
A future undefined

The fighting starts too early
A cigarette a curse
Two swiftly off to hospital
Thinking both it might be worse

For tension grows like ivy
Clinging tight to every edge
Inside each man it flourishes
And reason soon has fled

Now he alone is tranquil
Understanding all life’s worth
He knows that she will wait for him
Across the spinning burning earth

As the sun retreats behind the hills
The rain falls in the desert
The tears flow down his deep lined face
To quench the flame in his heart

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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17 Responses to The Desert Song

  1. pennycoho says:

    Ditto Nightlake and Clanmother. Right there with that flow of things!

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  2. LuAnn says:

    AnElephant has many moods it seems…very nicely done. 🙂

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  3. mixedupmeme says:

    Tears … I cry that I never ever have them come again. But I can’t imagine living without them. They can bring comfort or joy. Tears ease the pain or enhance the pleasure.

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  4. Clanmother says:

    Thank you, Anelephantcant! Profound and insightful – he knows that she will wait…and that is all that matters!

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  5. nightlake says:

    second the comment above..and the last two lines are touching..

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  6. Alastair says:

    AnElephant has written a wonderfully moving poem.

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