The Inheritance
Mouths to feed wont sleep till he arrives,
so he brings his work home.
Late nights waste away plotting a plan.
Tracing the steps he needs to take till he says,
"My job is done.
You're old enough,
it's time to leave this home and go on your own.
I know it's hard,
but it's not my problem anymore.
Not anymore"
Eyes closed children rest unaware,
so he keeps their lights dim.
Angels hold their tongues up above with a scowl shaking their fists when he says...
"We had our run,
now you're old enough to go run down your track,
so don 't look b ack.
I know it's hard but it's not my problem anymore.
Not anymore."
La Herencia
Bocas que alimentar no dormirán hasta que él llegue,
por lo que trae su trabajo a casa.
Noches tardías desperdiciadas planeando un plan.
Siguiendo los pasos que necesita tomar hasta que dice,