A roar in the night
Threatens the children
Born from sin and smoke
Who sleep in pits of ashes.
Silenced by the lions
Who dominate the night
With a ferocious power
That threatens the humanity in us.
A fight breaks out
In empty streets
Where no one can hear
You scream.
And the children wail
With hunger for love
A thirst to break away from their deprived state
and come back above ground -
With the other damned souls,
The other unwanted ones,
Those orphans who carry
The weight of their "parents."
All seen by the eyes of God
Who hides behind
The stars and shadows
Of The night.
