I woke this morning with a spade in my wristwatch
Watching people lay dying in the streets
Old blue and lights electric yellow at the beginning of the day
Poles everywhere stones on the floor
My mother looking in the mirror saw nothing inside
Fear taking people in the overcrowded cinema
Far away a bunch of sirens yelling to the deep air
A man stabbed in the back litter covering the path
Bullets flying around me unknowing where they ricochet
The walls of crumbling houses made of blood-red stones
Beetles crawling on ceilings crocodiles swimming in gutters
I wonder why the projects don’t respond to my questions
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Tired and gruesome explorations and I don’t know why
Empty eyes and pockets with no money to spend
Surprised I am still alive surprised I’m keeping you
And everywhere the reporters speaking of this crazy world