Lady in the street you lie in our stench asking for help. Receiving ignorance. You lost your family. You lost your life. Memories your fuel. Tears quench your thirst. Blood-stained eyes beg for understanding. Through your emptiness you have found everything. Your prophesy is damnation. Your Heaven is silent serenity. Dignity lost, but wisdom found. The city is your mansion, which halls you roam. Night your husband that you caress and love. The stars are your children that you cradle and hold. You have no fear but to die alone. Staring back into time the wrinkles appear. Love lost and remembrance, adds to the fear.