Dissolving Dawns (Journey from 1947)

We all start­ed this

A jour­ney that begins

For dawn

A hope that was going to be born

Hav­ing cap­tains with us

To help us in crux

We had cat­tle and flocks

In a bloody storm

Hair filled with dust

And

And a heart near­ly to burst

But still

All of us were

Aim­ing for the hori­zon

With briskly flesh

And thoughts in mesh

then sud­den­ly

Those trust­ing cap­tains and lead­ers

Changed their direc­tion

Only thing left

was obliv­ion

Breath­ing with utmost desire became

Painful

Ache became fate­ful

We tried to move faster

But feet were numbed!

Amid the throt­tling

Dead bod­ies

Each care­less foot­step

Spat­ter the blood on

Our rep

With the wheeze that became chok­ing

And the whis­per

Now revolt­ing

And then

Cap­tains evad­ed from our gaze

Leav­ing us in a mist of daze

We had no specs

And sans strength

then

The night arrived

And planned to rule us

Fam­ished, void­ed and denud­ed

We were such ill-fat­ed.

Now dark­ness became deep and stretched

So much that we for­got our fea­tures

and the

Sounds that was once heard

But

Sud­den­ly

The shout of a bleed­ing

In the pool of dying men

Star­tled every­one

His obscure words

Informed us

that his

Shriek of joy

Wit­nessed some­thing

In the sky

Dark­ness died

And sun rec­og­nized!