The Desert

The desert,
Outcome of the merge between
the scorching sun
the gloomy storms.
Sand storms and illusions
churning within it,
Cruel, merciless, ruthless;
The desert stands strong,
It's determination prolong.
Invaders come in,
Few make it out.
We'll be like the desert,
have a bond so unbreakable,
With no one to come between us,
We'll stand strong like the desert.
Let our storms and torments
Keep us strong, tough, robust.

[Written when I was 13/14?]