Folek Sama, your foot has been crushed so that you can't run away, your face is 40, your body is ageless, yet all your birth-certificate reads is 16. And I stand there with my clean clothes and make a speech to you and your comrades.

Folek Sama, humanity stands accused in you, I, Joe Smith, human dignity, everybody has failed you. You should be preserved in cement up here on the hillside for future generation to look upon and take stock. Human dignity, objective values have stopped at this barbed wire. What differentiates you and your comrades from animals. Why do we in the 20th century countenance you?

Yet, Folek, you are still human. You stand before me and tears run down your cheek. Hysterical sobbing follows. Go ahead and cry, Folek Sama, because your tears testify to your humanity, because they will be absorbed in this cursed soil, denigrating it.

As long as conscience exists as a conception in this world you will personify it. Nothing done for you will ever restore you.

You are eternal in thisekaunasya respect.