PURE INTERVENTION By Oliver Plaice, www.PoetryPoem.com/oliverspoems Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
THESE PAST FEW DAYS HAVE BEEN PURE TORTURE
NOTHING ON THIS EARTH CAN COMPARE TO THIS NIGHTMARE
AS I DRAG MYSELF ACROSS THE SCORCHING DESERT SEARCHING
FOR WHAT SEEMS AN ENDLESS AND LIMITLESS LOST CITADEL
SOMEWHERE OUT THERE LIES AN OASIS, A WATER HOLE, MY SAVIOR
WITH EACH STEP I WEAKEN AS THE SUN GETS STRONGER AND FIERCER
LIPS CRACKED, AND SO DRY THEY ARE LIKE OVER BAKED BREAD IN THE OVEN
DISINTEGRATING WITH EVERY HOUR THAT PASSES BY...
MY BODY IS DRAINING OF ITS LIFE BLOOD NOW AND IS FAST DRYING OUT
EYES ARE BEGINNING TO SEE THINGS WHICH ARE NOT ON THE HORIZON,
OR ARE THEY? I SEE NO MORE!
SPRINKLING WATER ACROSS MY FACE IS LIKE PURE NECTAR FROM THE GODS
A LIFELINE, GODS INTERVENTION OR JUST PURE LUCK...
B...
Written 10 February 2015
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