Lice crawls through your young hair What happened to you? Find your name Whilst I bathe your feet.Outside effigies burn And rats run across the street The sky looks very angry It burns. Mountains are falling down Water levels reach up to our necks Above our heads. A thousand people, even more Singing and crying. The hunter is chasing the horizonm Maggots in the mouths of fish, Myths dying in the eyes of birds.