A Carriage Is On Its Way

A Carriage Is On Its Way

Past humble houses with warm fire pits
Through cold and stormy nights
The carriage is on its way.

Through icy dawns and frosty dusks,
Deep, deep snow, three inches thick
A carriage is on its way.

Past the godforsaken town of Olgoop,
With every house amiss a man
A carriage is on its way.

Squealing girls, crying children
The toughest days still unforgotten,
A carriage is on the way.

Cutting through the quiet village,
Tension thick with anticipation
A carriage is on its way.

To deliver this news hereafter
That Dersdeden has surrendered
A carriage is on its way.

Through the ice to free the people
To stop the war by Queen’s decree
A carriage is on its way.

Let it through, make way, make way,
For the message must be delivered
A carriage is on its way.

Now’s a time for peace, recovery
To hear the children laugh again
A carriage is on the way.

The tears and fears will stop
The soldiers are to soon return
The carriage is on its way.
Snowstorms clear on the horizon
Still the castle must be reached
A carriage is on its way.

The golden sun smiles beyond
Prepare to touch the land again
The carriage is on its way.

The pace is slow and gradual
The end is nigh within the distance
A carriage is on its way.

Amazon

Amazon

Walking through the forest’s narrowest paths,

Sighting the world’s most famous Amazon

An umbrella of trees, cascading leaves,

Surging for millions of kilometres.

Distances longer than I can fathom

The jungles, the most resplendent beauty.

Dangerous jungles, the most wild beauty,

Frightened to be led astray of the paths,

The heat much hotter than one would fathom.

Half the world’s rainforests, the Amazon,

Trees that are cut down for kilometres,

Endangered for want of wood and its leaves.

As industry is in want of its leaves,

Leaving the world stripped down of its beauty,

In awe of the scenes for kilometres,

As I make my way through insurgent paths.

A world wide website too named Amazon,

Industry higher than we can fathom.

This world of jungle, you could not fathom,

Immense numbers of magnificent leaves,

Its branches extend wide in Amazon,

Widely surging with excessive beauty,

And so do the clipped angles of its paths,

That can be enjoyed for kilometres.

Websites have no lengthy kilometres,

When producing more books than you fathom,

Glorious fantasies of wildest paths,

Fine trees are cut down to produce the leaves

Of the books you read.  Letters of beauty,

Places orders of books on Amazon.

Thus readers who’ve never seen Amazon,

Cannot imagine those kilometres

Of clear, fresh, promising lands of beauty.

Those who know the website could not fathom

That Amazon’s being cut down for its leaves,

For your books, you can read about its paths.

But you’ll never know the Amazon’s paths

Or see its kilometres of tree leaves,

Its endangered beauty, you can’t fathom

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