This Blizzard's never seen the desert sands,
All it sees is expanding bands of empty lands,
So withered and scarred it doesn't even see the stars.
It sweeps across the sky like speeding cars, ringing alarms,
Yet still it falls with open arms,
Until its tears touch the barren earth,
I feel its dirt..even though with each movement it hurts.
When the blizzard meets the desert sands,
Once again the land will hold hands,
Finally they will stand in union, like a beautifully co-ordinated band,
Orchestrating music, spreading joy throughout the land, for all of mankind.