Nothing seems like yesterday
The dropping of men and bombs
reverberate further to tomorrow
While in the meantime
nothing looks like my past
Rubble collapsed and vanished
Trash became more trash and disapeared
I felt the same way like my environment
I was scared to become a part of it
I stood in the middle of the street
Once it was the earth that I thought to know
but it was another planet on this world
Here is where my life begun,
here is where I stand:
A place, called: none