I hate this serenity
That allows with them
To keep silent
I hate this proud
That allows them
To forget
They are nothing
All alone amongst people
Echoless in emptiness
I hate this night
That covers them
Making them feel safe
When the horde
Of rabid dogs
Overtakes them
Barking
They are nothing
(and he was the one
who didn’t manage
to finish his song!)
I hate this silence
When the last of them
Has been killed
And the blood
And with this blood
Your trace
Where does it lead?
All alone amongst people
Echoless in emptiness
