The salt saturated the air.
The earth trembled.
Chariots and horsemen, all the army.
Behind them he could barely see
Through the dust, the pyramids.
At the shore,
he stumbled
His chest
burned.
The sun
scorched skin.
Sand.
Sweat.
The Sea...
Dead.
He stood still and watched:
No longer did he fear, but willing
To die in the wilderness.
Copyright © 2008 by Layne Cockcroft
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