Wilderness

It’s hard to hear the cry of ones voice

In the Wilderness

You know the pain the moment their scream

Pierces your ears

The crackle of tree branches snapping

Echoing in the silence of oblivion

You hear them scramble, reaching for hope

Only to find the sand beneath them sinking

Further into darkness

And all you can do is scream their name

In hopes they hear you

Begging them to hang on

That help is somehow coming

You fall to your knees and feel 

The ground tremble

The aching hunger of the earth

Longing to drink them in like 

Some ravaged animal

You beat upon it in wretched hatred

As society locks them away with 

No care of its own

Lord, have mercy on them!