Scorched Sand

As I perceive that my doom is in sight,
All I could do now is to sigh at night,
Scorched in the desert...I am but a knight,
Deserted by my comrades, I will fight.

A week has passed...I saw some shining light,
My failing has come to this; for a parched might,
Every passing days; I counted some wight,
Every notion that my sane self is right.

Yearn for the people...Myself stranded tight,
Should I give in to death...to pledge; a plight,
No! As I came down from this mind; alight,
I look down from an abyss to a height.

As different names calls to mine; some hight,
The chances to survive this sod is slight,
Severed arms and legs with an even blight,
The midday closes in, for me to flight.

This clothing I have is in shred; a dight,
A mirage of an oasis; some fright!
As I could see it is real...a bight?
As I rest, I wonder if I'm alright.

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