Pilgrims Lullaby.

Did you have an encounter with the Pilgrims Lullaby? I've written a poem about this common problem on the Camino...please share your stories.
A new episode of Beyond the Way will be online next weekend.
Pilgrims Lullaby.
The Way is walked
the day's away,
the feet are scrubbed,
the packs at bay,
the night is here,
I drop my head,
the pillow's soft,
and so's the bed,
I off the light,
and count the sheep,
I close my eyes
I'm off to sleep.
A giant snort,
a gasp
a sound
does shake the earth
from sky to ground
a dozen hogs
do screech the air
a sleeping pilgrim
snores down there.
Oh how he snores
with great pleasure
the bed shakes
the walls splinter
the ground creaks
the sheets billow
all is heard
from neath' my pillow.
Hey you,
sweaty,
heaving,
coughing,
snoring,
disturber of the peace,
roll over,
or put a plug in it.
Perhaps,
a gift of earplugs,
placed ginergerly in your nose,
Or perhaps, instead of plugs,
we shall insert,
your neighbours toes,
If toes,
they will not do,
we'll put a pillow
on your head,
and when that doesn't work,
we'll put a tractor on instead.
The constant oscillation
of the nasal instrumentation
accompanied by the Uvula
of the tuba variation
acounstics of the Dorm
provide a proud reverberation
No pilgrims, bar the one
can escape the situation.
And when he lets forth
furious gas
of wild contempt,
my eyes burn,
and lungs gasp,
if I pass out?
Asleep at last!
He sings his loud song,
all through the long night,
I restlessly turn,
and fumble, and fight,
I sigh and I whimper,
though sleep do I try
no sleep to be had,
whilst Pilgrims' lullaby.

Beyond the Way Episode 07 Coming soon.