A treasure is found inside a home.
It calms my rage, it soothes my soul. Y
A quiet flower shines in the darkness.
Watched by the moon, where my heart is. E
We see the good in all our people.
Snatching beauty, grown from the sun. S
Two bullets in, but where are they from?
Raising my hands covered in red. I
I look at my flower and see that is dead
Six in the ground. D
Now it is gone. I
And buried again. D