Surreal colour plans draw the horizon
So parched and silent
One step beyond the borders drained them of life
Requiems for burnt sheep
Deadened, yet sustaining
Float in a searing vacuum
Why could we not mourn?
Why kept we silent?
Devout in the hour after death
When sorrow left for eternal salvation
There was no hope to survive the drought
In the shimmering feast of mankind's boiling bowels
Why could we not mourn?
All souls from the sand to the clouds,
From our lair to the mountains
Kept vigil in mankind's darkest hour
Why kept we silent
When all human dreams drowned in the desert sands?