New Tales of the Gobi desert
Suzhou Singapore International School, Lucien Misha von Buren, Poetry: Group 3
In the Gobi desert,
around the dying place of dinosaur eggs
the skeleton of a camel was found
with its head towards the clouds in the vast sky
and its shadow spread by the burning sun
Even though it lay in the scorching sun
and it’s calf laying just a few meters away lifeless
She could smell the mushy hair
it fed and fertilized the small single seed
that grew into a tree
separating her from her beloved baby
From the appalled matter of its dream
a strong bond formed between the two perished camels,
that not even the worlds most devastating disaster could bend
And nothing could mend the sorrow and misery day after day
she had to go through,
thinking of her newborn who couldn’t live to grow up
In the nights,
when the moon changes course
the dead camel snorts uproariously,
lurching upward
by the radiance of primitive longings
