Desert Sons and daughters Embrace a worn out future Womb Of compromise Suffering the needs for progress Desolate Wastelands Dry sand and bleeding cultures Procreate the walls of youth Scattered shells Burning surface Confining trust Somewhere in between us Trembling Starving beggar hands Out of reach The touch of cloth Revolving hatred Wrestles thirst and demigods In hells of scarlet wonders Driving a wedge Further into our being Parting our sea of reeds Severing our tongue Souls will prevail Battering your goads of effort Towards a broad horizon We leave this earth Unmourned But weep you hardened voice of never Our fields will burn in shades of your gloom Shipwrecked by the shores of knowledge Your sisters' blood Cries out from the ground Hush and weep You hardened voice of never Fields burn in the shade of your gloom Silenced we are by the shores of our knowledge The self has failed the test.