They throw him out when he is done,
His adrenalin has gone,
His life is no more,
What it used to be,
So throw him out on to the street,
When his blood seemingly does not flow,
His face does not also glow,
Then simply disown him,
And let no one ask,
Why is the guy wearing a mask,
That none can recognise,
And none can he despise,
Nor claim who is this guy,
Simple now and absolutely plain,
Throw him out, down the drain,
When there is no more blood in his vein,
Just garbage him,
His life has been alas in vain.