Albert Martin

Lost - Poem by Albert Martin

My partners been here
I know by the traces
Of their boots
On the sand
Shades of blue
Of this charming sky
Reflected in my eye
Dried blood
Of the enemy
In my hands
Leaving the band
That was my mistake
And have taken
The road that leads
To this lonesome
No man's land
Them natives I've seen this morning for a while
Those whom I'd seen last evening round a fire
None will take me as a friend
If I let them see me, I'll be reckless
And recklesness get me afraid

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 18, 2014

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