Yea,
You already know what it is
Big Rube, ATL, SWATS, Zone 4
That boy Reality
This is H.O.P.E.
Within shadows of the past, or muted screams
Drowned out by haunted echoes of broken dreams
A mothers absence leaves a void
In the very soul
And now her son searches for love, takes the heaviest toll
A shattered hearts a burden, no child should have to withstand
Though passing time heals wounds, scars remain on the man
Yet the seeds of pain watered by the tears he cries
Can cultivate the greatest strengths he holds deep inside
From the deepest dark, the brightest light will emerge
Like the phoenix resurrected, with its soul resurged
Now scars have transformed to badges, no longer hidden but worn proudly
Each one a chapter in the book of a life resounded loudly
Once a victim
Now a beacon of hope, to wash away fear
Shining bright, as a guiding light to help others vision to clear
With songs of strength and survival
Through melodic resilience
True purpose is fulfilled to inspire others, to realize their brilliance
Just hold on
Pain ends