Who will? Who Can? Who knows? Who could?

Who will ever know?
The pain a child feels when they scrape their knees.
We have all gone through that pain,
Im sure,
But truly it could be different in each persons case,
One could just feel a slight pang of pain,
Another could sob for hours in pain as blood rushes down his leg.
Who will ever know?
The pain a person will feel as he goes through death and will come back.
Who can know such pain of death?
Who really knows what it feels like?
Who knows what it feels like to watch their daughter or son die in front of their eyes?
Who will stay with their daughter or son in a hospital for two weeks while they wait for surgery?
Who could just stand there and watch while a child gets beaten to death by their parents?
These things are things,
a person who has a,
loving and caring heart,
could never just pass by.
A child lying in a hospital bed dying because they were abused,
A child laying in a hospital bed because she had died 3 times and had to have surgery for her heart,
Both those things,
Are neither good or bad,
But some children,
Know they would rather be dead than have to live with some things they will have when they are older,
Some adults,
Can relate to children,
Tell them stories of how bad things could be,
But how good things are now for them.
I remember being told;
"Be happy to be alive and not dead, for if you were dead, you'd give more pain out to those who care for you then being alive. For being alive, means you will be here on Earth for a little while longer."
That one saying,
from a man who died of cancer the day later,
helped me stay happy while I was in the hospital...