After all, one turns to the beginning.
What questions should be asked?
Can answers truly have no meaning?
A person bleeding tears will end up dry,
Indifference and uncaring masked;
That is the price paid by those who cry.

Some children never grow,
Born in fear and blood and hate.
Still, some profess to know
The secrets that God didn't even make,
Horrors even He did not create--
Such as hearts that will never bend or break.