Father, all I want is to recluse,Retract what's been etched in stone, the past we've signed our names on.Seems like we've been given the highest, the utmost, But, Jesus, I'm tired of this circular thinking, this patterned mindset.We've given up living for rigid allocations, And guilt keeps
Growing up in Wisconsin, I lost my dad at a young age,Parents divorced through an ugly accident, turning the page,In 83, I grew up with a father-shaped void,Wandering the world, not knowing what to avoid. Hooked on computer graphics and visual dreams,Video games weren't my thing,
Some people think it's with Ukraine and Russia.Some think it's between Israel and Hamas and the Palestinian displacement.Some people think it's the southern border of America and the hundreds of thousands of foreigners that have rushed boundaryless into our country. There are even people who may