We rode through the desert
hands clutching the reins
trying to force to horses
to go where we wanted
Our hearts beat rapidly in our chests
from constant fear of the
invisible enemy following close behind
chasing us to take our lives
Every ten seconds looking back
trying to catch a glimpse
but failing every single time
the fear building in our chests
In between backwards glances
we scan the horizon
trying to catch a glimpse of life ahead
in this never-ending desert
In stolen glances we ask each other
will we live or will we die
will we make it home
or will we die before we reach there
Then in the distance we see a light...
