No sounds

I bleed from my eyes
from my ears I hear a million death pleas
throw my eyes I see millions on bending knees
in my mind,
my thoughts set ablaze
slum nights my hand feels
as if I can't move it
after that my body....
my body I can't move it
so many choices
my head screams murder
so many voices
my hand squeezes murder
I walk with my head down
because my shadow never seems:
to be upon the ground so I'd
see if a copy of death should
come around,
folks be creeping
making no sounds
last flash i seen was my body hitting the ground
cuz laughing hard
ears plugged
can't pick up near sound.