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...