What desert is this? I wish I knew.
It lays beneath the sky so blue.
The sun, the wind and cloudless sky
makes me ask the question, why?

That such a desolate and barren place
conspires to poison me, what a disgrace.
Oftentimes it can be said
this place fills me with unyielding dread.

The unyielding heat and dryness rule.
I suffer so and can be so cruel.
This place within is shown to few.
It is walled around and shielded too.

The rain provided by the sky so blue
evaporates or turns to dew.
But nourished me not, and quenches me neither,
tempts me so, and does not linger.

The desert is lonely dark and bleak.
I don't understand my needs to meet.
It hurts me so, I want to weep.