Out there in a distance she takes her last breathe.
A sign of death awakens her in horror.
A vulture cheers in proximity, she is weak her bones paying homage to the skies.
The dust of the desert wipes her tears dry.
Confused and forsaken she is unaware of her fate as time ticks.
The world she belongs is in a rush, yearning for the pleasures of life
The arrogance of human nature…..
She silently weeps her head a sign of a neglected soul.
If only I was watching I would have given a hand, but I was busy.
Taken deep into the 21st century as I was smoking, boozing and enjoying
the pleasures of life.
As I chased for pussy and wasted gifts of being privileged.
She silently cried, vanished alone and cold blooded.