Seven days, Four times
In a dozen ways
Unpaved roads leading onto bridges
Where many have went a stray
Troubled waters have slaughtered
Ensnared and impaired Sons; Daughters
It feels as if it were a dogma
While definitive as karma
Years and years where few cry
For diverse reasons
I then say, many dance in the rain
When they've made achievements
Keep this generation alive one petitions
Meanwhile to have life and death
Is another's decision
Every life is different
Every death is physics