The crowd around

What has he done in his room for 3 days?
 Lost & silent, no one here dares say
 If he lives, if he's dead "he may have left away!"
 From time to time, from the door a sound comes
 Like a broken glass from the unknown
 Then a scream, what a voice "I was wrong he's not gone!"
 The mayor comes with his brand new outfit
 And knocks at the door with strength & passion
 "Hey Percy please get out! I can't live without your advice"
 "Sometimes drunk, sometimes dumb
 He's the fool in our landscape!
 See the mess he has caused
 I shall beat him if he shows out"
 A peasant comes with a torch in his hands
 Bright red fire of hate and anger
 And sets fire on the door "he's a rabbit he will get out"
 The crowd around starts to whisper
 About the door and about the fire
 About how Percy lost his dreams
 The mayor rushes through the door and the flames
 Hurry steps to the young man's bedroom
 "Are you sick? Are you deaf? Get your way out through the flames
 Hey Percy please get out! I can't live without your advice"
 The young man stands and flees his home
 Leaves behind his only friend
 "See how cruel he is now
 I shall kill him if he comes back!"