A Man

Ma-a-a-n
Suicided, suicided
Another dreadful day
Will wake us with a siren up
A man suicided
The problems are exhausted
Blood trickles from the wound
Blood trickles down his head
Unto damp morning asphalt
The pulse in veins fades
The livid waxen face Is distorted with fear
The look became fixed
As frozen cold stare
Another dreadful day
Will wake us with a siren up
A man suicided
The problems are exhausted
Life goes out the body slowly
This world loses a man again soabsurdly It does...