The Desert Flower

bright lights
the black hole
people run
men shout
women sob
children wail
mud walls of centuries
crumble down to dust
thicker than water
blood of innocents
seep into the dust
out of sight
tears fall
on desert dust
into eternity
the desert flower
in the chaos
of gunfire and bombs

[The other day I was looking at pictures of war in the middle east.]


3 thoughts on “The Desert Flower

  1. Desert flower down in dust indeed.

    And can’t imagine the sort of fear and worries people go through hearing the melodies of gun fires and of crumpling buildings. It is the worst nightmare.

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