In the Somali Oasis
I see my feet then
so I can go home
feeling the study
of my years
In the shadow of my souls
I see you wondering
into the lines of my face
I see him coolly doing
my deeds of reckoning
I say you have been
there but not in my
mindless soul
She looks at him
and feel envious
of his twisted deception
"never have I seen such power