Bearing sight to the cruelty of humanity,
Chills of despair crawling up his spine;
Rage flowing through his veins,
Engulfing his conscience in darkness;
He stood there as the witness to evil…
Of what use is goodness?
Of what purpose is nobility?
Questions, shattering his every belief in mankind,
He stood there as the witness to evil;
Waiting for pain to embrace him,
Waiting for anger to subdue him.