I look up and search the leaden skies

observing all of its fury

shapes of concrete destruction stare down at me

my heart grows sick

my anxious mind prepares for the fumes

that pollute our precious planet  

I watch the angry faces and their fast paces

trying to disguise myself

I hurriedly follow

and just for a second

I feel like one of them

but my legs fail beneath me

and I fall deeply into the grains beyond age

until I close my eyes and remember

that I am so far from last November