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Saturday, 25 August 2012

Home Soil






The sun rose on me
On the African Continent
On the north west territory
Where beauty meets torment


Dry unforgiving harsh land
Where the sun is King in its mighty light
Bathed by an ocean of shifting sand
Offering an infinite burning sight


Relentless wind, hot and strong
Steadily blowing with a hollow sound
Shaping the Desert's callous character
Invisible merciless powerful master


A Boundless sky, vast & deeply blue
Witness the retched souls & the subdued
Through thirsty lips whispering mercy too
Begging the heavens, hopes strewed


The horizon promises much hardship
Scorching heat & tests of faith
The element's forceful grip
Until you face your very own wraith


Tarfaya & Smara, my waking world
Desolate wastelands where silence thrives
Sandstorms are born here to whirl & twirl
Existence suspended in time, engulfing lives


I miss the stars filled sky, in the cold of night
Promises of Edens amongst enduring times
Justifying every pains to be worth a fight
Forging dreams in the night's paradigm