A child's cries heard throughout
darkened streets; he has nowhere to run to and
sometimes nothing to eat. If you listen real closely, so closely
he's here, you can see all his face and then he just seems to
disapear. A child's voice fades into the cracks, never to hear him,
never to get him back. Punished by people who can not possibly
love; they think sent from hell and not from God up above.