Like the Camel
Thirsty as I was, but found vast land of sand with little or no
Foliage; with intense sun making it hot, dry and coarse;
“Oh, there comes the storm!,”take cover for it can blind or kill.
Hooves with padded feet move slowly on the sand
as extra energy is supplied by the humps which make it
easier and convenient for the beast of burden.
Oases I look for, but mirage I see..
Now being abandoned just like half a decade ago, I WILL
survive like the camel…
Olusegun Arowolo Date:9-16-2014
CONTEST:"IN THE DESERT" sponsored by Nette Onclaud .
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