Where do you want
a meaning and why
In life, in walks,
To the senses to know
you from a corpse 

Sinking is multitude,
a dog dies, one can live
if one wants
Hunger is there to find.

A sleep is visited by dead
And the soul never moves
The dead man sleeps 
The hungry stays awake.

Often a meal is enough for
centuries
during the day is what a century is for
sick and old
Dawns come from heads and passions 
So will yours come who remain unmoved.