Queen of the Desert

By: Alan Gernhart

Why Me?
I look out my window, waiting for my love.
All I see are the guards, the sands, and the skies above.

Where is he?

Is he after that Golden Power, for which he has been searching?
Trying to gain a false trust with a fellow king?

Where is he?

Here he comes, on his black steed,
His amber eyes burning with greed.
This is not the Gerudo I know.
What has happened that made him so cold?

Where is he?

Will I ever get my husband back?
Will he ever regain the kindness he now does lack?

Where is he?