I saw you stranded
Worried like a bereaved widower
Your new branded shirt
Hanging, stinking with power
You couldn't realize
That I stood besides you

I heard you talking
I doubt whether you had a mobile phone
Since they left you dying
They thought they had won
Nevertheless , they must be wrong
As foolish as a sheep

I also saw them running
Running from the site
Down the streets they kept sneaking
To the dark roadside
Until they found a need to rest

With a stick on my hand
I followed them a step by step
To the street, on my right hand
I found them asleep
Guess what I did?
I knocked them down