The Inheritance - The Dear Hunter

Mouths to feed won’t 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 light 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 run down your track,

so don’t look back.

I know it’s hard but it’s not

my problem anymore.

Not anymore.»