Nomad's Tredge

Cinnamon skies erupt a new day
to wash along with yesterday's grey
 
Held fast and steady   drifting away
midnight dreams of rescue  
staring  desperation bleeds
whispers seeping out the seams
 
slivers of relics  
insomnia screams
 
Suicidal thoughts of battles waged
Setting free from feelings raged
 
dear departed  past  
casket's motor on by
seeking answers  
foolish question why
 
Dogs howl  searching out a home
Nomads tredge in silence now roam