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Desert Tale
I found myself in a desert Parched and crawling through the sand Feeling the heat and the granules The sun rays beating down on me I see a mirage of an oasis In this barren wastland Far off in the shimmering heat haze I crawled on, only to see nomadic tribes passing in front of me Then they fade and disappear I crawl on further, only to find Arabic Mamluk soldiers Marching before me, heavy cavalry men strong and brave Once proud but now slaves I crawl on still, I see vultures circling over me Birds of the carrion stalking me Thirst is slowly killing me But they like the other mirages don't disappear And suddenly I feel fear Then a camal train of spice trades appears in front of me And a dark firm hand reaches out at me 'How did you get in this mess my friend' he said I didn't know, I shook my head 'ah well, tis a tale for another day, now take my hand so you can be saved In the name of Allah it was fate I come this way, this day'. That's the tale of how I was saved in the desert wastes Yet still without knowing how it came to pass That I ended up in this perilous state. 9/10/2018 Sponsor Edward Ibeh
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