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' - There is the railway. And that is the desert. From here until we reach the other side, no water but what we carry with us. For the camels, no water at all. If the camels die, we die. And in twenty days they will start to die.
- There's no time to waste, then, is there? '
Quoted from Lawrence of Arabia.

Tall cresting waves recede
as river's flood retreats.
The liquid element
meant before to quench
somehow humans thirst,
yet hurricanes just don't.
Desire for a drink
off a torrential rain
is by all put aside,
while wondering, Bedouins
- a weapon by their hand -
protect those secret wells
they depend for dear life.
Whoever dares to approach
may on the spot be killed.
Abundance is not bless
scarcity, pure hell.
Jupiter, thus Neptune
sometimes are not best friends
and Allah, thought, as well!

By g.riveros

© 2011 g.riveros (All rights reserved)


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