To The Unknown Town 4

from by Steven C. Davis

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I came across the dusty terrain
From the land of concrete and glass,
To a kingdom parched of rain
From a world of wonder past.

The alien in a strange land,
At home in grey skies,
In a place of blue skies and sand
And all-smiling eyes.

I felt like I didn’t belong
In the ancient city of the east,
Where I could do no wrong;
Where I should have been the least.

They made me welcome
And I didn’t have the words to thank them:
They offered me rakshi and rum
And I sat down beside them.

They took me into their homes
And what little they had, they gave me.
I am only a stranger here, choosing to roam,
Unused to such hospitality.

They told me of their lives
And I could only sympathise.
The husband crews, in the fields the wives
Labour on with bent back and laughing eyes.

Their faces lit up with a grin
When I offered what little I had.
They filled my glass to the rim
And refused to take anything.

All I could do was gaze
With wonder at the richness of the poor,
And by beauty be amazed
On the desert beach of a distant shore.

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from Sorrow Works: A Collection, released August 3, 2014

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Steven C. Davis

Steven C. Davis is the author of Cornix Sinistra and Armageddon Angel, a pair of apocalyptic science fiction novels set in a series of alternate Readings.
He is the co-author of The Heart's Cog Imperative, a dark and twisted Steampunk adventure tale.

www.tenebroustexts.com

He is also a poet and the presenter of the GASP radio show.
He lives in Berkshire and makes a damn fine chocolate cake
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