What leads certain hearts to infamy?

Free damages,
of gauged souls,
who believe in watching from above the world,
from their glass tower…

Maybe they’re empty?
Or full of fears?
Maybe they are deserted…
of a beautiful love…

They are pitchers that resonate,
and how much more vacuous,more futile…
How much more fickle, more frivolous…

It is the affront in people,
that they did not know the tenderness,
neither kindness nor forgiveness,
because maybe nobody knew how to talk to them,
from the heart…