I cried not for pain,
I cried not for sin,
I cried not for a woman,
I cried but for a man
Suppression creates boneless creatures,
suppression creates creatures with ony bones.
You may be starved of all flesh,
But new flesh will grow out of your bones.
I cried not for ages lost
I cried not for lost age
I cried not for hardtimes,
I cried but for times to come