Perched upon the kusp of a line,

reclaiming it's own one step at a time,

arid plains parched of life,

shrewn with canvas, poverty and lice....

Kindleing abundant stoke the fires of lust,

war entombed, holding hands with dust,

red sands flow with the bloodsoaked grains,

waves of migration, humanity tamed.......

Bloated corpses shrewn like twisted wood,

and hungry children suckling dry blood,

fetid hands pleading for life,

amidst the disease ridden blight,

humanity crawls grubbing for hope

as the land reclaims it own ......