Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Libyan Desert

Libyan Desert, land that beguiles

Humans into believing that

This five hundred thousand square miles

Is a welcoming habitat.

Humans coming soon understand

Its hamada or stony plain

Has no covering except sand.

And Ghibli winds blow the domain,

Creating fierce blinding sand storms.

Heat in the hundreds of degrees,

Cold below zero be the norms.

Humans have choice to boil or freeze.

Libyan Desert, land that does give

Visiting humans dare to live.