Near Defeat

Someone in the desert looks up at the sun

The heat beating down, their feet weigh a ton

And they wonder if they can cross the sands

Another in the woods looks ahead through the trees

Thick foliage, fog, insects, no breeze

And they doubt they will ever see open lands

A third treads water stranded in the seas

Only waves and the wind hear their pleas

And they give themselves to the ocean’s hands

 

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