Talking and Talking, those words fill your ears. So much malice, so much hate. I shudder to think what lies behind those eyes. And we all turn a blind eye, the bodies soundlessly stacking up, "They deserved it, they knew the risks" Such cold hateful things said, so much beauty destroyed with so little said. I tire just thinking, of the way we treat the broken, the wounded, the afraid. They were mothers, daughters, sisters. I hope that pain rains down on you tenfold. Show us who's the man around here.