Wounded people in Wasteland

cactus_5Longing for love and tenderness,
crying when touched, skin burned
the citizens living in Wasteland

Singing songs for the lonely ones
silent choirs, deserts despair
Oh, citizens living in Wasteland

Spiky yet juicy, hard blooming
when in love, just like a cactus,
Vulnerable like a newborn child

…citizens living in Wasteland

They long for love and tenderness,
but weep when touched, skin burned
Wounded people living in Wasteland

The book of Eli, movie from 2010

The book of Eli, movie from 2010

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