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See..

the desert heart

water its thirst.

Sweat

Blood

Tears...

The desert demands

and uilding must rise..

Walls to be built.

Blocks formend.

Ill treated

those sweating hard at labor.

The earth runs red

beneath the tree of life...

Workers hanging like sheep

in the desert butcher shop...

Where droplets fall

and blood flows...

And in this endless cycle...

those that are left behind

with red eyes weeping

leave rivers of tears

mourning those now gone

and the desert...drinks.





AFZAL SHAUQ