an arid wasteland
lead my parched heart to an oasis before it dies of thirst
i have sand coursing through my veins
i cough dust and choke on the inhumanity of man
as i wash down the deceit with dirt
my body an empty shell
filled with the salt of the Dead Sea
bring me water on your tongue
for my shriveled soul
Hi FBG!
An other extra fine poem and your photo selection is brilliant!
Meow to you too BTP! Thanks so much for reading!!