DESERT MOON

There’s a shadow in the desert;

secrets under the sand and a moon

encouraging worship.

Winds from a distance,

unwanted and cold.

Creature side tracks scatter to

survive.

Everything that breathes must

be strong; life is the gold of

survival.

A forbidden land.  Wide boundaries.

No fences.  Safety is unknown.

Water escapes the lost.  Crying

surrenders all hope.  Silence prompts

fear.

At night deep, vengeance covers the

path of escape.

 


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