The Desert

The trees they scream
The fires they rage
The oceans are astir
As the people age
The ground it shakes
As the chasms appear
The air grows foul
And the end feels near

Lost in the desert lost for days
Lost in the desert lost for years

I hear a melody
More ominous than mine
The data is compiled
Human psyche offline
Unsure what to believe
So much chicanery
The sky is scorched
The pills aren’t real

Lost in the desert lost for days
Lost in the desert lost for years
Covered in sand