Babylon Desert Poem by Donald Chance

The scene baked to perfection
in the high desert sun
allowing no sign ofa civilization
befitting mankind
but it once did
shards dug from beneath not soil
like a dirt for planting this being contrasted
the red planet coming to mind.
Someone lived here in the past
well enough developed to create pottery.
Though now most traces
well hidden from us
as though we not worthy.
This desert keeps its secrets well.