Running, always running. No one to turn to, no one to trust. For he is changed, forever changed, and there is no way to go back, to go home. The young man turns to harshness. Learns to fight as he never fought before And hides the pain, the loneliness, the fear, deep inside. And the hunted becomes the hunter. Death becomes his life. Until kindness cracks the surface. Compassion breaks the shell. New hope, new life, new home. The lion sheds his thorn and offers out his paw…. To friendship |