Sand vs Sanity
Stranded far from home,
No longer fearful of being alone.
Turn to sky and look in awe,
I didn’t believe what I saw.
A man riding in,
On what gave me chills.
Upon a swallow’s back,
Was the great Bear Grylls.
It was an African swallow,
Not one from further north.
So he gave it a coconut,
And it flew forth.
So no longer alone,
And with a true great.
I had no fear,
That this was my fate.
The man was a genius,
in his ways of survival.
he changed my life,
like a Sunday revival.
He reassured me,
That everything would be fine.
We’d make it out of here,
In due time.
But patience is a virtue,
That we must take.
So we must sit,
And give thanks and wait.
He was the teacher,
I was his student.
He taught me things,
To get us through it.
So there we sat,
Enjoying the view.
We’d live there forever,
To begin life anew.
He disappeared without a trace,
without a single care.
but only then did I realize,
he was never really there.
So if you’re ever stranded,
Stuck all alone.
Take along your sanity,
And you’ll always come home...
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