Afghanistan August 2009

K.M.Baving
Such brightness

Accompanied by intense heat

The sun continues to beat down

There is not too much around

A very fine dust

Surrounds us all

Referred to as sand

Not at all, the sand that I am accustomed to

Beastly winds come out of nowhere

Creating sandstorms

Similar to hurricanes

Moving with extreme speeds

Twisting and turning

Blowing sand around along its path

Rarely, can you avoid its array

Everything becomes a thick tan haze

Feeling slightly blind

You can barely see

The sky once blue and bright

Now is sand filled

The sun is no longer in sight

No matter where you try to hide

This sand will find you

It will make its way inside

You will wear it like a tan body suit

With a sandy mask

It all will become your new look

Its gritty texture

You will feel in your mouth

As it grinds among your teeth

You will smell it

That is inevitable

It will find its way deep inside you

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