A PIONEER CALLED NOAH
 

Relentless hot wind blows. 
Exhausted, old Noah
Urged by something he knows
Hastens to drive the plough.
At night, heads for his hut,
Wipes sweat from his brow.
Waking him in the dark
Cruel dreams erode his toil
To spinifex and dust.
He steals to his pegged soil
Symmetry reassured. 
Experts called him a fool;
Too far in, a flat heart
Out there salt and drought rule.
Then it rained biblically,
The experts were confused…
His skeleton was found
Mouth wide open, amused!


Frank Corso