I feel like a star withered
an old shoe in the gutter
a coin stuck in the road
an empty letter in a postbox
I feel like dust swept away
a world that is at war
monkeys fighting in the trees
I feel like hiding in a staircase
bullets flying in the night
I am wounded badly
I am the blood flowing
from my mouth
till my breath is gone
another human who dies
the body gathering flies.