There's a street lamp that I regularly mistaken for the moon
And tonight it reminded me to be careful
Of how bright I think you shine
Because
Your light only illuminates one path.

Scorching Sun
Caravan walks quietly
in the desert land
Camels in tandem

Sunstroke. Camel collapses.
Dies.

After night descends,
People gather for dinner
Meat served on a huge plate.

Beast of burden had become
a feast of joy!

There was no mourning for the
dead.

Blessing or curse?
Spoken or verse?
Two pieces of a broken mind,
Searching for the power to find
What she knows is inside her,
The capability-
But in the end it comes
Down to ability,
And she hasn't found it yet-
Her brain is full of detailed worlds,
But how to draw them out?
Some may call it writer's block
But she has writer's drought.

We have to  learn the art
of dying from Candle.

Even when the fire
is devouring her,
She gives light to dispell the
darkness around her.

The three most important words
in life;

"is it so"

Chant it daily.

Life is;

A photo op for rich
A ghetto for poor