Dusty road

Tired footsteps drag
sliding barely lifted
stirring the dust
that clings to all

light does burn
stealing moisture
drying cracking
life fading away

drawing near to
town so ancient
ruined buildings
along the way

entered into
square abandoned
empty buildings
like skulls line

once white marble
like alabaster
stands of fountain
water stained

once did life give
to all the people
who once were here
now gone away

not barest trickle
here does linger
nor does hope
yet here remain