We are lost, and not terrified.

We are forgiven and do not accept it humbly,

We are buried and do not struggle.

We are deported and do not panic.

We are falsified and do not protest.

We are worn out and do not try to understand.

We are diminished and do not replenish.

We walk and do not look where we go.

We are enslaved and do not feel put upon.

(Krikor Naregatsi, Book of Lamentations)