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Deserted By Matt Holmes There

Deserted
By Matt Holmes

There was sand, there was sun, and there was Sayyid.
The sand never changed, but constantly shifted.
The sun burned and froze, and burned and froze.
And Sayyid roamed with his tribe, as it was always.

With camels and tents and robes and blades
Always shifting and never changing
Sayyid and his tribe lived and died and fought
With the sand, under the sun, as it was always

Splashed with blood and under the dead
Sayyid found the boxes and the flowers inside.
Outside they had color and scent that changed
Everything about the desert, as it was always

Hunting and roaming and long days and nights
Through slashing sands and hellish heat
Their beauty cleansed and healed Sayyid
And filled his heart as it had never been

Their life changed his, the sands, and the sun
Surrendered their nature and opened up
Their blossoms and leaves and wrappings
To give and be given as it had never been

For days and weeks their presence bloomed
And change came and came unwanted
Sayyid saw the darkened edges creep
Beginning to be as they had never been

No wine nor milk nor shelter would help
The crisp and wilt took root without end
He cared and cursed and cried for change
To sustain and keep his joy there forever

Alas they could not live Sayyids life
A thirst for water and a hunger for soil
Unsatisfied too long, the end was quick
And the truth came from then and forever

There was sand, and sun, and Sayyid
And movement no longer was change
What once burned had been frozen still
In his roaming alone to forever

Posted by Matt at April 18, 2003 06:06 AM