Behind the Veil

Arab women .. who are they?

I walk through this desert of time,
Waiting for the next dune to rise and fall,
So I can see the other side,
To find what I shunned,

If only I could walk away,
From this desert of impersonality,
This life of mediocrity,
So much lost already,

I fear I'll lose the light that shone within me,
All these years through changing pace,
Then what have I gained,
But pain filled memories of bitter tears,

The sun that warms the sand,
Creates a facade,
Protecting a rotten core,
Of secrecy and double talk,

Pat your back and watch you fall,
In this land be careful where you walk,
But also where you talk.