A bullet rain came to shower.
Everyone runs for cover.
A child under five, left behind and soon to die.
A bloody shirt, dead son a mothers tears.
This is war!
Starvation comes along with like a tv set with remote control.
A last meal, a piece of bread between five.
Madness.
An angry man shoots the man he calls friend, he shoots him twise in the head, just to be sure.
All he owned now belongs to him, including the wife.
After a while, full of guilt he puts a gun on his head and counts to ten.