Oasis
Dawn arose
The mule yawned
We both in slumber
Marched towards the water well
Miles away, under suns torment
The mule knew his drink was near
I knew the labor was only half done
Stubborn
As was the mule
We trekked back home
My family now has one more day
I took siesta
Before the fields enslaved me
Now at dusk
I pray
Fatigued I gaze at the constellations
Hopeful and fearful
Of another dawn
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2014
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