I always ask myself whether am next
Am I going to die just like others die,
Am I going to be raped and killed,
Am I going to be slaughtered to death,
Am I?
Am I the next one to be burned
To ashes?
Am I going to get bruises all over my body
Am I?
The chances of finding me alive are so little
Little that I won’t be found breathing
The chances of getting close to a place where
I’m being hidden are so little
Little that I won’t be found alive
Am I the one to follow
Am I?