The red dust came from desert skies
sanded the paper and screens of the press
caught in the eyes of conspiracy freaks
piled up the stress of Western dreams
grazed the feet of measured prose
stormed the sounds of drum and song
covered the rows of memorial crosses
and all their long-remembered losses
tickled the wings of the watching hawks
scratched the surveillance camera’s lens
scuffed the talk of the innocent doves
rendered pretend what might have prevailed
as it landed deep on these shores, here –
striking home to avenge what we began before
striving vainly to settle foreign scores
MW Bewick 
Re: Saharan dust. Dod you see the funny Time Out tweet? Along the lines of… ‘In town for a few days, where are some cool places to go? @saharandustcloud’
Made me chortle. Nice 10 worder, by the way
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