"THE DESERT HAS EYES"
Across the land, voyaging Into the hotness of the
I tread slowly so that I do not perish on my quest to
Finish, to weather the storm.
Many things' of Interest as I make my way through
Of rocks' and plants, born to this world of natural
By myself, I've traveled for what appears' to be a
While the suns' now sinking Into the night as a cool
There's a fear being a prisoner to the Intense darkness,
Am I alone with what Inhabits' these surroundings',
There are many eyes fixed on me, friend or foe, how
Shall I know,
Some keep their distance, not wanting to attack, others'
Seeking to steal or cause great pain,
I've seen the living proof, I'll make It to where