flashes of lightning as thunders roars screams
his mighty groaning... 'twas a moment of where
people trembling not because of fear but because
no one hears them when they need help their stomach
scratches their inner being, the pain, the agony, helpless.
teardrops flooded the streets, their eyes looking for someone
who extends their glimpse a cup of hot water could ease the coldness of the night
their spirit groans for justice, their innocence uphold their domain
a street of nowhere, a street of where love is not real,
a street of injustice.