In The Wilderness Poem by Cliff Phiri

An overloaded heart, a silent mouth, an open grave.
A world with people yet without people.
A test of isolation.
Steaming tears all over.

Winds of dust, smells of a hot sun.
Thirsty sands beneath.
Cloudless skies above.
Green is a mystery.
A hell on earth.

Unbearable cold nights.
The smell of rejection and terror.
Prosperity is a nightmare.
A hope on the cross.
No thunder, only sun rays.

Life is unsupported.
Visible flames of rejection.
A covering of clear skies.
The wilderness of one.