Long time has passed since the forgotten Men From Lengs whips burned on the backs of poor slaves, many years have worn on pyramids built out of slaves whose lives were worth less than animals. Longer period of time has passed since the Men From Leng saw the people and saw them as slaves to take their wives as their own. Cities, pyramids, temples and palaces emerged from bloody slaves bloodied backs and bodies hard work. The walls around these cities could last from horizon to horizon as far as the days could not measure the time to move from one gate to another. Memories don't speak of legends or myths about the bloody rites and rituals that

Let me be your light in the moment of darkness. Let me turn your tears into roses and let me carry your pain for you for just one more day. Ask me to hold your hand during the night, and I ask "how hard". Don't ask for hugs, just get here then you need one. Whatever you tell me stays between us. Let there be no fear, I watch over you, and will do that forever, and never stop doing that. For you forever, just to see you smile.