' In the Midst of a Desert ... ' ( Part 1 (Of) 2 )
‘ In The Midst Of A Desert …’ ( Part 1 of 2 )
In the Midst of A Desert
There is A Cup
but, Only Few
will Pick It Up
Some, Won’t Even
Take A Sip
They do Other Things
With Cracked Lips …
Mean-Heat Things
Burnt-Obscene
Things, that Dry
A Heart of Dreams
Sap Their Strength
And Slowly Wither
They’d Rather Crawl
And Slowly Slither
on Grains of Hate
causing Drought
… The Cup of Love
They Do Without …
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