• Here i stand. Playing in the Sand. Then she commands. They all Command.
    I hear it. I recommit. To get, to a place. Where I can be safe. As He runs. Towards him they come. Triggers are pulled and he becomes nothing no more. Just something to mourn. His mother swore. His father's Roar. Like a Wild Boar. Now a prisoner of War. His mother's deplore. Your life is easy. Don't be so sleazy, be more please-y.