Enterprise
It started as a
pilgrimage
Exalting minds
and making all
The burdens
light. The second stage
Explored but
did not test the call
The sun beat
down to match our rage.
We stood it
very well, I thought
Observed and
put down copious notes
On things the
peasants sold and bought
The way of
serpents and of goats
Three cities
where a sage had taught.
But when the
differences arose
On how to cross
a desert patch
We lost a
friend whose stylish prose
Was quiet the
best of all our batch
A shadow falls
on us- and grows.
Another phase
was reached when we
Were twice
attacked, and lost our way
A section
claimed its liberty
To leave the
group. I tried to pray
Our leader said
he smelt the sea.
We noticed
nothing as we went,
A straggling
crowd of little hope,
Ignoring what
the thunder meant,
Deprived of
common needs like soap,
Some were
broken, some nearly bent.
When finally,
we reached the place
We hardly knew
why we were there
The trip had
darken every face
Our deeds were
neither great nor rare
Home is where
we have to gather grace.
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