Stoned down I lay,
on the blood mixed soil.
Flies all over me,
yet I couldn’t move.
I see a hundred feet,
but none towards me.
Finally came one,
but to clear my pockets.
My head grew heavy,
my stomach was shrinking,
my hands were crippled,
yet my heart remained unaffected.
I’ve given you,
a thousand promises.
And i’ll come back,
to fulfill them all.