"Give me a water, please..."
The land asked me and I don't know what I can do.
The desert stops screaming already
but say out loud with the last voice for a sib of water.
"Wishing it's gonna rain..."
The land's hope is in vain.
I want to help but I can't.
The desert's destiny can't be changed
and people are helpless in this dry land.
I'm on a desert highway,
going through the brown land.
Nothing can be survived under the sun except those camels.
I'm on a one way road,
running away from this dry land.
Nothing can be done to change the color from brown to green.
but the sun shines the land
and I can see the blue sky.
"Get me out from this sand's dunes..."
The land tried it's best but there's no way out.
Just let it be then the time will pass.
Giving up the hope is the best way
so it won't sufer forever.
I'm on a desert highway,
coming from Muscat to Dubai.
The view from the window is like nothing
to do with me.
I'm on a burning road,
running away from this dry land.
Human beings are helpless if being out there.
And the sun shines the land,
and I can see the blue sky.
The road leads to the water.
The road leads to the food.
The road leads to the town,
and human life is out there.
I'm on a desert highway,
going through the brown land.
Nothing can be survived under the sun except those camels.
I'm on the desert highway.
Imagining being thrown away out there.
I won't be survived under this sun
and will ask for a help to those camels...
Written from Muscat to Dubai. The environment was tough there...what could have done if the bus got troubled in the middle of the road in the middle of the day...
