Gobi Desert
Diocesan Boys’ School Primary Division, Leo Yuen, Poetry: Group 2
The Apocalypse cause them to flee,
To the world’s largest desert, named The Gobi
Where temperatures range from 0 to 50
The last remaining place of ‘milk and honey’.
Continue walking, through night it gets cold
They set up a tent hoping it will hold
The campfire, stood outside brave and bold,
Warmth was now worth greater than gold
Next morning, they wake up early
Feeling hungry and also thirsty
The remains of sleep still clouds their eyes
Bearded vultures circle in the morning sky.
Time to continue journey to the safe place,
Lucky for them they see a trace
Of a Gobi Bactrian camel walking with grace,
After little chase, the camel and them finally embrace.
Their daily routines repeat
They sleep and eat,
At last they see a man road of grass and dirt
They have finally arrived, to the edge of the desert.
