I lift my arm to wipe my brow
The sun is angry as it’s ever been
I squint my eyes against the shards of light
The humid air is feeling sticky on my skin
To my right graffitis praise the lord
In different tongues the three urgently contest
A violent rainbow shoots between them
Each claiming to agree more than the rest
I pass a street sign
And another, and another
So many signs that I have crossed
And another, and another
I am lost, I am lost
I am lost, I am lost
People weigh me from up close
Different colors but a common sweaty sheen
Each carrying historic loads
Tightly crammed with culture, curses and cuisine
I pass a beggar
And another and another
Like garbage bags that someone tossed
And another, and another
I am lost, I am lost
I am lost, I am lost
Before me masses demonstrating
Factless swear words catapulted everywhere
A stone sent flying, then a bottle
Shrieking sirens fill the smokey sweat soaked air
I pass from one side
to another, and another
Lack of conviction carries cost
And another, and another
I am lost, I am lost
I am lost, I am lost
I am lost, I am lost
