HELLO, MY FURRY RABBITS! FOR ONCE, THIS IS NOT A SEH X HOK! :O This is Hok-Centric! My mummy is so proud! -turns to chibi- ^3^

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A three year old OnYeen walked down the town streets, a tight grip on her mothers hand. She walked slowly, taking in all that was happening. Beggars roamed the alleys. Kids lay crying. Pain. All the little girl that was named 'Peaceful' saw was... Pain.

And to think, These people lived like this, when the Emperor lived in luxury. If only he walked a mile in their shoes.

Dear Mr. Emperor,Come take a walk with me,

Lets pretend that we're just two people,

And you're not better then me~

OnYeen felt pity for the poor people. If only the Emperor payed better attention, things would be at the best for everyone. Does he see the people who lay on the ground, nothing but skin and bones, begging for at least a piece of bread? Does he even care enough to pray to buddah for everyone's safety? Does he look at himself, and think he is a true ruler?

I'd like to ask you some questions, if we could speak honestly,

What do you feel when you see all the homeless people on the street?

Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?

What do you feel when you look in the mirror, Are you proud?

OnYeen felt tears well up in her eyes as they reached the Cangzhen Temple gates. She quickly blinked them away, hoping her mother didn't catch her. A wrinkly old man walked up. OnYeen turned to her mother, but found her gone. The old man held out his hand. Little OnYeen took it. Grandmaster spoke,"Welcome, Hok."

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye, And tell me why?

An older girl, age 6, living under the name of 'Hok' walked by her 'Brothers' (as she was told to call them) in the hallways. The one called Seh stood next to her, as silent as always. She was having small talk with Long, the oldest of the bunch, and the wisest, as she can tell. The other two, Malao (the youngest of the five) and a funny boy named Fu stood by Long, bickering over SOMETHING, she just didn't know what.

Hok's mind slipped back in time from when she was three, walking down those streets. All the pain slipped back into her mind. She stopped in her steps in thought.

"Long?," She caught her older 'Brother's' attention.

"Yes, Brother Hok?," He replied, going to her side, motioning for the others to move on. Seh just kept walking, pulling along the other two, who had raised eyebrows.

"What is it you need, Hok?," Long asked, his own eyebrow raised.

"Why are people suffering out there? Why doesn't the Emperor do something?," asked Hok, chewing at her bottom lip.

"The Emperor is selfish, Hok. He doesn't want to share, because he never had friends to share with," Long replied, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. Hok's eyes widened.

Dear Mr. President,

Were you a lonely boy?

Are you a lonely boy?

Are you a lonely boy?

"You would think he wouldn't want children to go through what he did, but he makes it worse for them. We were lucky, Hok. We were taken in. Most orphans are in the prisons, for no reason," Long explained, making tears well up in Hok's eyes.

How can you say 'No child is left behind?'

We're not dumb and we're not blind.

They're all sitting in your cells,

While you pave the road to hell.

"What example does he show his daughter? What does h-his wife say?," Hok asked, looking up at her 'brother'. Long just shook his head.

"He disowned her for liking the same gender. The Empress died when her and the Emperor were taking bad medicine.," he explained, his own head turned away, as to not look at Hok's tears.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?

And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?

I can only imagine what the first lady has to say

You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

"T-thats no way for a father to treat his daughter!," Hok shrieked

"Its not us to say, Brother.," Long said. He pulled her up, grabbed her arm gently, and pulled her down the hallway," We must go."

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye?

Ten year old Hok walked through the town she did when she was three. She clutched Long's hand. You can say the two became the best of friends. Emotions ran through her eyes, but none of them went through the mask she wore on her face.

She watched as a woman who looked heavy with child reached out her hand to a mean-looking man, only to receive one gold coin. Her hands looked worn, scars marring the milky skin. Hok tore her eyes away, but came upon another heartbreaking scene.

A man, a woman and a child about Hok's age looked at a house that had been burned down. The woman was in tears. The man looked heartbroken. The child held a doll that was burned in some areas. Hok felt pity on the poor family. She looked straight ahead. Again, there was another disturbing scene. A little boy lay down in a box, a thin, torn sheet covering him.

And to think, The Emperor let this happen. He would know better if he lived like this.

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Minimum wage with a baby on the way

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Building a bed out of a cardboard box

Let me tell you 'bout hard work

Hard work

Hard work

You don't know nothing 'bout hard work

Hard work

Hard work

Oh

But what made that little three year old girl named 'Peaceful' walking down the streets for the first time, That six year old girl with many questions for her companion, and that ten year old girl walking down the streets again mad was that. . .

She was just OnYeen. Just another person in a crowd of many.

How do you sleep at night?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President,

You'd never take a walk with me.

Would you?

DONE! NOW PEOPLE, I WON'T BE ON TOMORROW, BECAUSE I HAVE TO HELP MOVE BOXES! BUT I WILL BE BACK THE DAY AFTER, AND WITH SOMETHING JUICY! HIT THE REVIEW BUTTON! NOW! OwO

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