rotten ones wake up in the morning
the same rotten ones will be in the store
the same rotten ones will attend the counters,
the same rotten ones will be clear,
the same rotten ones will be in the stops of the buses,
the same rotten ones will walk on the sidewalks
the same rotten ones will paint to landscapes of sour,
the same rotten ones will enter the stores,
same rotten ones will be on the supermarket shelves,
the same rotten ones will go cripples to the houses,
the same rotten ones will be at the entrance of the cafes,
the same rotten ones will be smelling badly in the streets,
the same rotten ones will be in the seats in the gardens,
the same rotten ones will make the same salads of the days,
the rotten ones of the same days, the rotten ones of always.
death, civilizatons