The feature image is of the house that hell built. They will never give it back, Dad. I did my best to love them all. They have said my love is useless. They have called me what I am not; I labored still. What happened to the pay for laborers? The only pay is control, is character assassination….and then you walk off and on.
I’m sorry you spent time and effort building me what was torn from my life; but at least it was just time, just money, just your sweat. You didn’t cry. You were excited for me and my family. I am thankful for that legacy no matter where I do not any longer live.