Desert Journey
As the sweat coursed down from my head to toes,
My mind fogs by the heat as it impairs what l know, .
The heat starts making my mind see an oasis,
Something that isn’t there , but im seeing new place’s,
The sun beams down like the powerful god above,
Burning my skin like a passion for love,
My eyes leak sweat like the backs of slaves who built the
pyramids,
And I cant seem to close my eye lids,
The map of my journey is blurred from my lack‘of vision,
lm coursing through the sand with great preCiSIon,
With nothing but a bag on my back and the sun behind me,
lm traveling on through the heat seeping through me.
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