all that truly pains is

it doesn't pain, though hung from a tomb, hundred feet tall,
it doesn't pain, thoughcut into slices very small,
it doesn't pain, though burnt into coals and ashes,
it doesn't pain, though hurt by sharp fire flashes...
it doesn't pain, though charged by the sharpest bullets,
it doesn't pain, though fed with poioned millets,
it doesn't pain, though thrut into red hot steam,
it doesn't pain, though the dreams we dream remain the dreams we once dreamt forever....
it doesn't pain, though our wealth is all at once, lost,
it doesn't pain for anything imaginable at this cost!
      but what goes beyond imagination and behind curtains,
is what really pains, is what really troubles...
all that pains....-simple to say, when felt but not generally known;
    it is to be left uncared for, left abandoned and left all alone...!