Man lying on a wall.

There he lies, on a wall.
Doing nothing, nothing at all.

His suitcase and umbrella lie down there.
Seeing someone still is extremely rare.

Why is the sky so dark and grey?
Is it because his depression took the sunshine away?

The pipes spread pollution.
There must be some sort of solution.

He lies there so stiff and still.
Is it that he has lost his will?

To him life does not exist.
To him it is identical to an open fist.

Many people would stop and stare.
Why is it that he doesn’t care?