With pity

With pity, we see ancient tribes dispersed
As if the origin of man, itself, was cursed
They  lived this way   three thousand years
Their tents black specks show all a desert’s thirst
They, elemental, did not need a pass
Before history they were here ,were first
With pity

Bedouins without  camels  moved to town
They will adapt or die, did Darwin mouth?
Their land is to be a military zone
Human folly   outlasts Emperors’ crowns
In the desert see those whitened bones
With pity