White vest
I see rigidly tonight
the rounds are turning'
loud screams
dripping with despair
and the red night goes down
until the world is on fire
children who hate their mother
their milk
has long since spoiled
she is infected with hate
she is infected with hate
break out of the body
release the embers
the sun screams
we burn
and die
this virus
seats under the volcano
afterwards with the outbreak
comes healing
I will set these memories
in freedom
in fire
down to the bones
burn to rubble and ashes
the ashes heal
allows new things to emerge