I walked along the beach alone at sunset,
Blood red was the water that rippled in the ebbing tide,
Why didn’t I bring my camera?
Whispers all around me, what are they saying?
“We are lost, please help us”
I stop dead in my tracks, who said that?
“Me, and me, me too, please help us”
I look around me to a throng of olive-skinned, wide-eyed boys, waif like creatures, tears running down their faces.
Where did the come from?
“We have been lost for so long, help us find our way”