I am lost,
lost on the track of life
not knowing where I will end up dying
I pass through every street
streets that look similar
Oh ! It's my town
Town where I am not supposed to live a single breath
The red colour of evening was mourning
mourning to the blood on the ground,
blood of my people which believe it will end up tomorrow
The town was so silent,
silent even the breeze of death could be feel
but am I the only one to feel it??
Wait, I felt the presence of a living force
maybe it could be my mom , maybe it could my dad , maybe it could be my friends.....
No it's just a crow , rumbling over a dead dog