The departed, once handsome young

men; thieves and

murderers. Now gone

taken flight to Hades.

As my hands

perform the old rituals,

come from our

very beginnings,

places left long ago;

I look, see those that

ended their lives. Happy. Joyous.

Soon to join these men.

How unfortunate that

these, the Children of Adam,

will be ended themselves.

Forsaken

Surely they can be

saved from such a

bleak fate. Will

I be the one?