We made victory from defeat

many of us had been destroyed

I myself was bleeding and limping

then I fell to the sand in pain

and as I did lay there

from the corner of my eye

I did spot a desert flower

it was white and pure

but it was withering

so with my blooded hand

I reached for my canteen

and gave it what water I had left

before I to did die

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris