The ever quest of connecting
It gets tiring
Cells trying to join
Looking for more
Then come
outside – doors open
Stranger stranger
Freezing
Danger danger
Up the skies
To search and destroy
To kill and pillage
Birds of the sky
Fuselage belly dipped in black
Eyes – red circle
All of us in the act
Stages, lights and presence
Take your choice
And dance to the clap