LITERARY NOOK

Dusk ’Til Dawn

By Riza Ramos (Special to the Saipan Tribune)

Posted on Nov 11 2015

He saw the dusk mask the horizon,
the day slowly concealed by darkness;
he was waiting for the dawn,
when the sun slowly peaks at the west.
Three days the dusk and dawn his clock,
aching body stretched on a cold rough rock;
at night the crickets made some company,
singing sweet song to ease his agony.
Cracked lips, dry mouth, numb feet,
he slowly closed his tired droopy eyes;
dusk comes again that dusk could not defeat
the man who wants to see the dawn.
Daylight. August 10, 1938, Sugar king Park Saipan.
“Here’s another wounded soldier!”
I am a veteran! I am strong! I survived!
(Riza Ramos, Special to the Saipan Tribune)

Riza Ramos (Special to the Saipan Tribune)

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