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