xEvangelisx: I ain't from here

In the sands of the Middle East, he did land,
An alien lost in a sun-scorched land.
With a shimmer of green and eyes wide with fright,
He wandered alone in the blistering light.

The sun blazed down, a relentless embrace,
While he yearned for the cool of his home’s gentle grace.
No words could he share, no stories to weave,
In a world full of voices, he struggled to grieve.

The market was bustling, the laughter was loud,
But he stood there in silence, a stranger, unbowed.
With each passing moment, the heat bore him low,
In a sea of warm faces, he felt all alone.

Yet in the vast desert, beneath the bright sky,
He dreamed of connection, with hope in his eye.
For even the stars, in their cosmic ballet,
Whisper tales of friendship, in their own distant way.