The Cactus

The cactus,

the ultimate emblem of resilience,

I worship with my heart

clogged up in my throat

and coughing

the petrol of death,

of every men,

burning in the omnipresent sun.

In abject poverty,


scorched into oblivion,

and the tar of the sands

bubbled up

to reveal me an ash mound,

pound of grains

swept away by the everlasting winds.