Hegira

Whatever life holds in store for me, I will never forget these words With great power comes great responsibility This is my gift, my curse My story is not for the faint of heart an entire life built in tragedy. And if was all my fault. Some say they

I remember The dawn of the final event And the countless morrows that came and went before it Uncalled yet precious in every passing Yet we played along The mummers farce With every twist of plot From the start, plain for all to see You led, I follow