A child must eat this much, shout that much and sleep in an hour.
You must take dishonest, calculated steps across my back.
This much many meals must be missed.
Your chosen (and I didn't say by who) track must be followed to the outskirts of someplace and abandoned for bald hair, stained shirts and hatred diluted by ****** beer.
A measurement of replaceable children must fly off buildings, kick down chairs or barricade themselves in rooms of sweat.
The buildings must grow by a dozen floors, annual, until nobody is left to count them.