I met a man a while ago. His spirit touched me so much I worte about him. I have seen him five times, which is unheard of in such a big city. HELP me to understand this meaning... I see him there and my heart cries Weakens for the emptiness in his eyes Oh what a story they tell About a man that lived so well Only to be thrown in this cell my his own mind his own kind condemned him but he yes he was already condoomed Once he yes he could speak and make the summer flowers bloom In may they say he was the commander's son but none would have guessed his fate he now walks my block a quater to eight How does a soldier strong and well based man fall vistim to his own hand stray so far away from the plan B U Maybe Just maybe the sunny days smile in his face Maybe Just maybe He smiles becuz he cries or lies to himself to keep death 4rm approaching becuz his pride is broken his heart discouraged Woe he yes he he me How can that be I feel you Please reply!