unable to breathe
There was a whisper in the blue corridor
And I heard the eager sound of water moving closer,
A man in a wool overcoat was muttering
The channel glowed green, the footstep grew louder,
The sound of the water faintly inaudible,
Annihilated in the narrow dark abyss.
Finally, at the end,
There is a lady in prayer,
She asks the father for forgiveness,
For the endless sufferings and sins,
Once people are awakened, we drown.