Savannah

Savannah

A Poem by Cassick Dame

It was in an old cave

That a man had a plan

And a day to save

It was there in Winnipeg Cave

That he saw his fame

A chance to be a man beyond words

He packed his bag

Took everything


He was going to Savannah

A place far away

Beyond any sea and land

A place to stay


The Bitterroot Mountains were stone

Ice gripping at the edges

No path was made

But beyond the crest

There came a nestled town

At the center stood a mess

Of statues and legs

Blood poured around

Dripping down along the mound


He was going to Savannah

A place far away

Beyond any sea and land

A place to stay


He was greeted with hugs

They let him stay in the inn

They promised he’d not get mugged

An’ for a month he stay till the end


He turned his sights

To the isles, alone and separate

From any human mights

On a boat he made his way

Resting on the sand

He heard a voice he could not withstand

It rang and echoed in him

Towards he turned

Never looked back again


He was going to Savannah

A place far away

Beyond any sea or land

A place to stay

© 2017 Cassick Dame


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Added on January 28, 2017
Last Updated on January 28, 2017
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Cassick Dame
Cassick Dame

WI



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