Screwing the distance in this weird wind of dark
Sandstorm lay now for rest soothing the cark
Roaming gallant eagles bow humbly to dusk
So do carrion fetching vultures gashing as a tusk
Moon our faithful guard nipped and sole at sight
Sideway skimpy verdure well devoured by night
Asphalt grinding tyres, engine buzzing loud
Weary and bleary as eyes dim in cloud
Light fussing still from last wave at part
A country mile laid but home much at heart
Embraced'll i? when earth's smelt and kissed
Pleased'll i? when a flag's struck for i lived
Dead in thought, trustful that i be well
My fate no doubt only time will tell.
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