Ship of The Desert
King Ling College, On Ying Chan, Poetry: Group 4
I was born in a mysterious neighborhood where
scarcity of water and boiling sand are hard to avert
yet sun ray hardly penetrates the thick clothes I wear
human plead for my service and honored me Ship of the Desert.
My favorite companion is not a picky Mazaalai bear
he indulges into berries and grass roots akin to harts,
when he told me only thirty of his kind is left there
I do not know the way to comfort his inconsolable heart.
Tarantula is a feminine and an excellent masquer
much superior and stronger than her counterpart and
sometimes undistinguishable between dust and spider,
her carnivorous nature effortlessly put your live to an end.
In this exotic region each of us have gifted talents
to survive in this pitiless habitat and become its tenants,
suddenly something devastating caused us a sensation
in the foreseeable future our home will be ruined by desertifcation.
