Boot’s
Black shadow hovers over

Head

Twenty-six-point-five
Till the snake’s head

Blood

Running droplets stream
Out the neck

River

The boot on the snake’s head

The black boots on the sidewalk

Door to door
Street to street
House to house

No where to run

Just hope they don’t come inside

Close the windows

Close the doors

Cover your ears

Close your eyes

Repeat after me

This is not my country
This is not my country
This is not my country