Step out from the desert with your scalded soles,
Thirsty backbone bent like a camel
And tear ducts looking for an oasis to cry.
You dream but don’t remember,
clink like coins.
Joints arid that creak,
Dancing to the slow beat of dates,
From the palm trees that clap.
All the figs dried up,
As eternal sand shuffles under the sun
covered up in cotton.
Bedouin rip from the cactus spin,
Camouflaged the nomad,
Call the mirage home,
Bring it back,
Where it once was,
Where it once upon a time,