On the floor, on the bed
the naked truth is everywhere.
Hide if you want but 
you won't close your eyes
death is a show for the living.
Ignore it, destroy it but
the presence won't fade.
The red splattered around you
carelessly you look on.
Selfishness and fear for self
make you blind of the horror.
You watch life crumbling and choking.
Turn your face or lower your gaze
the picture will haunt you.
You live in your world,
forgetting the reality of our world.
You dream still ignore others
going down the drain.
You live but avoid others 
dying at your foot steps.