Fire - smoke - heat - screams
Woke up...
Still stuck together, the body wet and bloody
In a splintered shell of concrete
Lies the newborn thing
Half human, half dead
The first steps are hunched over
Every movement is pure pain
The arms are stretched away from the body
The first sounds are croaking
Himbling - helpless
Towards the light
The ground disappearing
Swinging the arms
Wings made of bones, flesh and rags
Fly... Fly...
In front of one black charred tree skeleton
Lies a black charred person
And in the hot haze of the dawn
A lonely feather among rags nervously
trembling
A street e...
Fire walls on the left and right
At the end a tree skeleton
In front of the red sun disk