A heart once pure now cracked and scarred, Its rhythm stifled by the lie.
The soul, a battlefield, battle-tarnished, Where bourbon whispers, "You won't die. Hits me deeper

That’s a smart move lol. 😆

All the best.

You’re welcome Keith. That’s so great. I would like to listen to more of your songs. Give me a follow and kindly notify anytime you post a new song.

Wow you have a lovely voice

Meanwhile, those who are fighting to protect their inherited wealth and are often coddled and catered to.

It’s appealing to see how often environmental activists, who are fighting for the survival of our planet, are met with resistance, ridicule, and even violence.