walking a million miles to Nowhere

where are we going

that's taking us a long time to get there

why can't you tell us

instead of keeping it your own secret

we're an army of people

some barefoot

solitarily walking began

in the desert

charcoal and ashes falling

from the dying sun

our heels

are stained with the metallic taste

of burning flesh

as our heels bash on the sand

kicking up dust

settling elsewhere

dust on dust

we're playing a game of minesweeper

and we've only just began

Reviews

[Jen Walters]

I like this poem, it accurately describes soldiers marching on a beach or a sandy desert. A heart-felt tribute to those that so strongly defend our country. Any soldier would be proud to read this poem, thanks for sharing such a wonderful write and have a great day.

[Fatema]

i think this poem is about solders walking in the desert and fighting
i'm not sure

[Valentine]

Sounds like those trying to leave the desert to what they hope will be a better life. Valentine

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Struggle in a despotic life.
Well done, Khatoon.
Really liked the imagery.