Desert Poetry (Sharm el Sheikh, Egypt)

I met a VIper out in the desert today. He surprised me when he started talking. This is what he said --

When the VIctors stop celebrating VIctories
there will be no more VIctims
of VIolence and VIce.

Before I could say another word, a giant bird swooped down from the sky and grabbed the VIper with its steely claws.

I stood there, mouth agape, and headed back to the water.