When the sun is blazing
30 degrees slight breeze
Rolled windows elbow leaning
Ahead a lonely road to tease
The horizon is far and bleak
Ripples of a mirage float on tare
30 kilometre stretch to peak
No-one in sight no man no car
Eyes wide open awake and alert
Keep going straight beyond the crest
No man is around though mammals lurk
Stay alive be safe take stops to rest
The silent road only hears the souls
Inside and outside are worlds apart
Music blaring watch the holes
Kids moaning sleeping crying starts
Distance from afar so deafening
Inner thoughts they ramble
Memories of childhood resurfacing
Memories made seem to scramble
Wondering where nomads travelled
Pondering life's interesting games
Intrigued by nature and industrial revelled
The silent road listens and tames
Conversations run dry and shake
The sun begins to fall
We await for the night to break
To again start the days journey crawl
- Meg Elizabeth
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