Tendency.

When disrepsect and (sorry but) stupidity stand bare and seemingly innocent before the eyes. When pointless arguments are reiterated. When mistakes are not admitted and pride consumes common sense. When strangers peek at anger building up. When just staring and standing still are suddenly so hard to do.

When the mere gleam huge window panes under the late morning sun make creates a feeling something worse may happen. When what is initiated for good turns out to be hiding something perhaps most can say is evil. When ignorance becomes a choice because it's hard to swallow the truth. When knowing more only means feeling more helpless and weak and not in the very least sense in control.

When the sight of two young boys denied of space becomes so difficult to endure. When contentment encompasses cruelty and rejection. When company suddenly feels like such a beautiful thing; almost a source of strength; perhaps something that can be called own. When smiles painted on dark, weary faces from a distance radiate something like warmth; and in so doing penetrate the detachment being in a car gives.

When being on a jeep becomes a moving experience. When all curiosity boils down into pity. When all why's are forgotten and the urge to pray becomes stronger than any other feeling. When looking at numb digits and creased faces tears the heart apart. When memory doesn't allow the feeling to go away.

To cry.