TWO NIGHTS AFTER . . . . . . . .

And the desert suddenly became my home . . . . .

I thought I would never escape the quicksand . . . . .

The sand storms that keep on blinding my vision . . . . . . .

The tormenting heat of the sun . . . . . .

My life is barren . . . .

As barren as the desert I'm in . . . . .

Dry . . . . .

All the time, I was wishing for an OASIS to come my way . . . .

An OASIS . . . . .

I hope I'm not only wishing . . . . . .


Suddenly, I saw a sparkling shine as the sun's light reflected on its blue waters . . . . .

My OASIS . . . . .

I hope this will bring life into this death trap . . . .

I hope this is not a MIRAGE . . . . . .