The Skeleton Coast Poem by Robin Bennett

The Skeleton Coast



Lost wandering without a guiding hand
stumbling in sand and bones, along the
skeleton coast; hundreds perished
trapped in cutting sands, or shards of glass.
I was sliced apart either way...

When the heat grilled my body,
my defeated spirit shook in loneliness
white hot rays confused my thoughts
bleached bones now touching my despair.
My road map straight to hell

Darkness now eclipses the sun
as I find defeat amongst the bones
no living soul to mark my grave
I have become part of a forgotten tomb
buried on African shores

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Ebi Robert 24 July 2012

i like this poem. the style employed is unique.

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Robin Bennett

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New Orleans, La USA
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