Beyond The Gates

I LOOK AT THEIR EYES,
AND CRY.
I CRY SO HARD,
I LOSE MY MIND.

WHY DO THEY SUFFER,
THEY TOIL DAY AND NIGHT-
I WANT TO BE AS STRONG AS THEY.

I LOOK AT THEIR EYES,
AND I SEE MY OWN.
THEIR PAIN...OH, PAIN!
AS IF SOMEONE IS DRAGGING
ME AGAINST THE CONCRETE GROUND.

I BLEED AND CRY.