In all honesty, my life has been a gift to me
So guess it's time to finally thank my family
Despite- we fight- & disagree, we still family
Love you all, even those I never got to see
& those who left will never leave my memory
Wonder- without each other- where would we be
Been blessed B, respect the ones who speak sincerely
Yet I act so crazily, cuz crazy is what I tend to be
Forgive me- sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
My love run through city, continents and camps
What a pity- a place with no such thing as food stamps
A place without peace, you'll never get a second chance
In fact, most don't even get a chance- to advance- in life
Live through strife- could cut the tension with a knife
Kids can't sleep- traumatized by all their visions
Suspicious of all the promises they've been given
Because greed is the precondition of coalition
Who knows better the consequences of war addiction
& poverty- than the one suffering from malnutrition
At night they shower missiles, while bullets whistles
It's robbery, when you take liberty to take the property
Of someone- somewhere- unfair- but nobody really care
Guess it's none of their affair, so include them in your prayer
-ASK