Silent Killings

I shall sneak under your skin

In drops of porcelain sin

Stolen from mother's kitchen worries

And a home raided by stolen stories

I shall be part of your body of lies

In quest of truth hiding in countless cries

From mother's broken childhood, yours and mine

For here's where we stand here's where we shine

I shall say goodbye in the dead of dawn

With your bones resting manhood withdrawn

As the world awakens to floating buildings

My feet shall carry me to other silent killings