Waking eyes to a torrid desert land
Exhaustive explanations and causes
An adventure gone in practical sands
Boring unprofound poetry losses
No point to a life full of points
Unless there’s a narrative mending joints
Look to events untwirling before eyes
Go back to a way of seeing once known
One abandoned through a lie about lies
More like a strange place, a forgotten home
Clearing the air, it’s our childhood nation
Riddled rhymes over imagination