The Inheritance کے بول

Mouths to feed wont 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 lights 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 go run down your track, so don 't look b ack. I know it's hard but it's not my problem anymore. Not anymore."