injustice for crimes that didnt sentence by imperfect judges in a tribunal of unfortunate being you kill no matter whats happen without know that in the earth pay the price more than your life what are we criminal capable to kill your brother who are we do you kill for fun your own mother hunting the prey untill your death for what to feed your family or for a little pride that left in your heart think so far away future so far that your mind not is capable to imaginate where the humanity to survive will feed your race morta thoughts powerful are not those who ones are on power are those wich ones in their heart reign supreme harmony and peace of spirit