Desert Trail

The early morning breaks
Through a calmful curtain of feverish shapes
Through the veil
The slow burning air beckons a proud negro
To descend the path's trail
Endless the nights
Voracious they stretch
Lonesome the walk
Fugacious the death
A march of the ages
For weeks, months, years
Through nights and days
Carrying a comrade's home
Bearing the weight of the world
Through suns that never fade
Arid the grounds
Dusts the light
Illusive the glare
A serpent we fight
Such thought
A serpent
Bestowed from the skies
Treachery endemic flora
Of paradise
Cursed by the ancient
Debarred of the will
Impaled and tried to break free
The trillions of spines
A contract
For rights unsought
In retracts
Unbind a curse
Must be cast
Bring on the blast
The ultimate trail
Towards the void begins
An early sequence
Ends that we never leave
No harsher soils
Than controlled by man
Mohammed, Salafi and Niger inside