Rooster

My eyes burn yellow from the stinging sweat? The stinging thorn of love, I won't forget. Trampled gardens, dreams, every path I take leads back to where you are, from whence I came. Maintained wife and playboy kids, facebook pets. Saving men to bleed on their desecrated land's. Being born, before I came, green was no safe bet. Overhead a bullet whispers, it's not a dream. Here they come to give U.S. less not ever more. Here I am, that rooster, others love to crush. And to me they've sown and they have sown, enough.