With debris all around
Buildings licking ground
The cradle of death
Smoked and astound
Sense of chaos
Inhaled my lungs
I crawled,
Struggled for myself
Pricked a steel piece
Made me to shout
No hands came up
To save my two
Shivered my soul
Like a melancholy, Beethoven sang
Pressed against the wall
Restless and distressed,
People talking without speaking
Listening without hearing
It’s all in there eyes
Their demise
And the world’s disguise
Fly, envious Time,
Till u run out the race
What I will do?
If no one is left to kill
So some please
Break the silence,
Break the silence.
Someone please,
Break the rules, Make some noise
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