I built these breathtaking dreams with my bare hands, so inside of them is where I reside and sometimes tend to hide. I’m the sole owner, yet I’m still forced to pay rent. I’m just trying to change my fate with limited friction and no added resentment.
I was born overseas so to see what I see, you’d have to pay the extra tax and additional fees. Death, poverty and hunger beyond what the mind can conceive but as far as the eyes can see.
Through misconceived notions, I was given to this world as an orphan. After a series of unfortunate events, I simply shake my head at my good fortune.
So let’s never forget the ones who don’t have it. And stop paying so much attention to the ones who can easily grab it but instead would rather be a social savage, causing pain and havoc.
However you look at it, no rhyme, no reason and no matter the season. This heart of mine is a force to be reckoned with. A man possessing the heart of a lion, a story so powerful it resembles a myth.
– L.F. SIAFA