The Harsh Desert

By: Charan Sattiraju

As I walk through this barren landscape

all I can see is the sand sea

The cracks in the ground and the heat

are as common as the green grass and birds back at home

The animals here have adapted to the brutal extremities

unlike me

It seems like the cactus are beckoning to me

but I must continue through the dusty land

I begin to feel thirst creeping up on me

I try to resist

but the sand and heat are too much

So I pause to ask the sky for water

but then I realize that I am in the desert.


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