O, dejected were the sons of man
With their head bowed by the weight of shame
Deep within them where burning pain
Which comfort their mind.

Surrounded by killing laughter
Which whip them within
Like rod of fire
Caging them in their thought.

Strolling on the path of shame
Calling unto hades
Begging for death
Which their soul long ago rejected.

But unto them comes hope
Giving unto them Strenght
To walk through shame
Which has wobbled their legs.

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Laughter under the weight of shame.