Fortunate are those who live with that fire, who can live while burning / That sort of heat that burns and burns.

When they wage war / they might forget that people are not numbers / to collect or keep like bones / to dehumanize / to take away.

Tonight I will use the word apparently, its supposition and its calling for doubt which might give us puzzles after puzzles to solve.

Leave me with the crumbs of my values / They mean more to me.