AWAITING DAWN


Inside the grass hut
a family is sleeping on a mat
their throats stuck
awaiting for the dawn's truck. 

Happily they smile
saliva lumps pile
weakly they stare
their dim eyes glare. 

In foreign kingdom they wander
is this for their blunder? 
No surface to stick
nor strength to click. 

Their nights long
but they remain strong
Scavengers in beach hotels bask
feasting from dawn to dusk. 

Satisfied with dissatisfaction
and the hyped calculation
drops falling on the roof
But not yet dawn's proof. 

Yes that's dew
but the day not yet new
hopefully they are waiting
sooner or later, it will be morning. 

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