Their Dreams

 

I never expected to find myself in this type of situation, out here all alone

I got lost from my path as I was making my way across Death Valley

The thought of being all alone here, even under the harsh heat of the sun, chills me to the very bone

Nothing here but heat, sand, the devastating sun, no one here to hear my pleas.

 

I think about those that got lost here so long ago

The hardship and the plights they endured, just for a better life, one which was never within their reach

I think I have it bad, I shudder to think of the awful times those of the past had to endure, my predicament seems trivial when I think of all the hardships they had to hoe

Surely there were lessons to be learned, these people gave their lives, as those that died, us of the future, those lost, us they hope to teach.

 

Being here alone in God's hell on Earth, I can imagine the anguish and anticipation, of those, that went before me

Everywhere one looks just rocks and sand, no water or green for as far as the eye can see

I can just imagine the women and children, and no one around to hear their pleas

Thinking water is over the next hill, but in reality there was none to be had as far as they could see.

 

I look in my canteen, seems I'm in the same situation, that those were from so long ago

Water running low, I must ration my use, if I want to see the light of another day

The desert, never a friend, always a devastating foe

I know my choices are very few, but I want to survive, I want this with no delays.

 

At least the sun is almost gone, twilight is making itself known to me

Look at the sky! All the different colors, it's really beautiful, I bet this gave the illusion of hope to many

Them thinking, a picture painted by God, this is a sign, that this was meant to be

I feel them, they are all around as if to the other side, they are here to welcome me.

 

Soon I hear someone calling my name, am I imagining this or is it real?

Then I see a man, I don't think he is a figment of my imagination, something that is just a dream

He is real when he reached his hand out to me, it was very very real

I was lucky, this place I survived, but I have to look back and think of those that weren't as lucky as me, in this place they gave up everything, even their dreams.

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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