The nameless faces of evenings dawn

Collide and clash in mornings storm

A few hours escape intent on no more

Cause battle and rage in internal war

Far from lifting the spirits now drowned

Suffer still on waking with conquest crowned

A desert landscape unforgiving and bare

Serves daily reminder of a life missing care

Choice now met with clear resolve

A door once free no longer revolves

With constant stream of empty hours

Waiting but not looking for mine to be ours