Human

Weep, for the fathers who do not wish to know the existence of their children,
She is not my daughter. She doesn’t even look like me.

Howl, for the mothers who keep their children from necessary harm,
Don’t go out there with the sickly children. Stay inside with your mum.

Shout, for the nameless who cannot speak themselves,
…

See, for those who are blind to their own errors,
I’m eighteen now, I should be able to shout at anyone I want.

Cry, for the girls who have lost their innocence to another's lust,
Ah! Stop! Don’t! No! Get off me!

Dream, for the boys who have their aspirations crushed each waking moment,
That’s the stupidest idea I ever heard. You might as well want to become President, ‘cause that’s never gonna happen either!

Sin, for those who died pristine and untouched by darkness,
Oh God, my baby! Don’t take my baby!

Listen, for the faint sounds of the world's passing.