Personal appeals to the machine or allegations against the system fall on compassionate but deaf ears. The creature's just too big to attend to individual programs -- it's the nature of the beast. And here's where controversy or potential for corruption, guilt, and abuse of power can get a foothold. So beware how you call upon the order to dispense reward and punishment, or use your specialized access for self-righteously withholding permissions -- because you're about to take on a matter which, by conventional wisdom, has instilled in its very network a medal of sacred trust. 
Let your conscience be your guide to a second chance. You need to find out the truth for yourself even if they don't see it. Because they'll never know the suffering -- the hoping-against-hope for some long-lost empty promise to come back in-tact; the precious time wasted in attempts at setting your soul free only to remain caged -- a foolish prisoner moving like a ghost; a lawn-jockey blinded by its own light. Yet it's up to you to inquire -- to give meaning and virtue to the loss, or let it go gracefully, then come up with another bright idea to trade the old dreams for new.
