#7. Stolen Home.

We came home, to find it was no more.
The dusty red earth,
once holy and welcoming to our feet,
sands so soft to touch,
as we scoop to fill our palms with a part of our sacred universe.
A land so blessed we bow our foreheads
and kneel in homage to the mysteries buried deep beneath.
The rusty, dusty red-earth, all gone. Gone!

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