What use are words,
When there is none I wish to speak?
How useful are eyes,
When there is no light that enables you to see?
Why need ears,
If there is nothing worth hearing?
What use are arms,
If my embrace catches nothing

What point is there in following the path before me,
When I know nothing awaits me?
What use are wealth and possessions,
When I’m the only one who can touch them?
What value is there to a heart,
But know that it is empty?
How promising can a life be,
When there is no such thing as you and me?

                                                                -Vas Bismark