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.