New piece - Animal


On austere roads, birds sing their last, a requiem for the dead

Through cracks of wood, the sun’s farewell, shining onto summoned heads

With open arms and callous heart, welcomed to the great demise

The cold, the dark, away from home and all that is to thrive

Shivers travel down the spines of the ones that are forced to lay

No window out, any sky above, glass walls to see the day.

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