Tragedy

The nights were consumed in darkness,

Only the chirping crickets and his crackling footsteps

Killed the creeping silence under the fading moonlight

In the hope of peace the wanderer fled,

Fearless of the unspoken dangers ahead,

He journeyed ahead with hope and faith.

Looking above for redemption,

Beside for a companion.

He never looked back even for an instant.

Sweet memories were becoming history.

He surged forward in the search for salvation,

Striding ahead with his trusted acquaintance.

They left behind everything,

All but two souls,

Breaking away from a world filled with tragedy.