This day is a spark of life:
Skin to the concrete, the violent gale of the saw to the bone.
Stirred from sleep, this warrior is restless.
There are no words for what will befall
A brittle, collapsing skeletal world.
But the aftermath will leave the dregs
Lacking compa**ion and grace, stricken with d**h.
At dawn we wage war.
This is the skin to the concrete.
This is the saw to the bone.
This is a spark of life