Look there -
Who’s that obscure man?
Fervently digging out debris

Debris of carcasses, cadavers, flesh and blood
Pulling out a pounding heart, a still fresh soul
Look at his arms -

Still oozing red from the merciless concrete
Eyes half dead, frail as a skeleton, clothes none at all
And a heart, still a bleeding one

Bleeding for the new life under the debris
One more life to save and he would get death
‘Buy a life get death free’, he smiles -

An evangelical smile
Who is he?