defenseless fragile body
Wrapped in coarse cloth
To no one else clumsily
Did not break the cherished line
So that no one else will destroy
Not trampled into everyday dust
defenseless fragile souls
Turn into a rough crutch
On the cold wandering sidewalks
Like piercing canvases
Invisible to the eye of radar
Their faces are a little empty
And under the mask of playfully vulgar
An imprint of yesterday… Past…
…breaks unevenly, suddenly
Defenseless fragile Tomorrow…