To bury our deadWe areThe few survivors leftTo walkBetween the ashes and the crumbling walls. 2Breathe faintly the air they breatheRaspings in air unseenUnheard in quiet placeTell stories Of flavour heardOf scent seen— Tell stories of wasted words in prayerBlinking car lamps in peopled streetsOf street food wrapped in leafs Breathe faintly faintly. 3Lie quiet […]