Through the small door gap—hiding.
Another human life is hiding.
Through the small world hole—ticking.
Every human heart is ticking.

You want to look and to reveal.
Scream about what you see there.
You want to lean down and grab,
And to sing what you hear from there.

But you can only observe.
You can only listen.
The knowledge you now have is a secret.
Everything must stay unrevealed.

Accidentally, you take a camera.
Accidentally, you reveal.