it started as a whisper  soft warnings... just at the edges of awareness  the way a storm builds  only a murmur in the distance drifting on a slight breeze but it grew... from a tiny sound barely audible... to a full blown roar leaving nothing behind only total destruction... no going...

Hope you love me tooAnd I Iove you soMy dear brother, moreThan you knowVery much, more thanGold or gamesI carry your stories,Your old nicknamesNot a lieLate might, sharedSecrets underThe skyHope you love me tooBecause I just want to feelThat...

To the love that dragsMeThrough broken glassOnly you choose whichRoad you passBreathe it in,Fight for where you belongHold on, hold onStay strongHold onTo the people that say yourName softTo the friends who reach backBridges breaking, ashes scatter farSome bridges...

By the waySmall start, big reasonIt was my Father, the manBehind my nameWho shaped my steps, silentSeasonWho gave me life, no oneElse could claimOne word story, handedDownI'm here strong, because of himI'm happy being myselfNo lie, no mask, pretenseJust...

Take the moneyits made of greenno need for water  it'll burn you clean  food in the blessing boxblistering screamorphans and widowstake your moneyholding out their handsfor the mold on the government cheesecash my farm check subsidystill who picks that...