Simoom

<br>Drifting in, carried on dry winds <br>From across the Nile, the sirens in exile <br>Driven to tell... <br><br>Floating on a cloud, your face out of the crowd <br>A blinding sun, purging everyone <br>Beautiful word, musical and sweet <br>Now all you can do is play the punishing beat <br><br>How harsh and shrill the word has become <br>Twisted and bent -- a hornet`s nest stirred up by the beating stick <br><br>Simoom, simoom... increasing speed <br>Sucking in dry heat <br>Simoom, simoom... you breathe in suffocation <br>Relentless simoom, blow and whistle this tune <br>Pouring in, filling where once was space <br>Where once was light <br>Where once was a face <br>Driven to tell.