Poems for the few

lost

for miles we trek

sweat dripping

traveller's check

heat whipping

sun blaring down

crown slipping

each smile turned frown

realisation hitting

old brown sign posts

still forgetting

parasites need hosts

skin rotting

the miles we spent

hands praying

picked up a scent

minds straying

guess we are lost

frost biting

our paths have crossed

God smiting