Journey to the light

Born with the mothers love,
Raised by a father with love,
Family surrounds us as a shield,
For protection and for guidance,
We split the memories in half,
Some dead but some living,
Fighting to get over loved ones,
To move forward into the dark,
We humans are inhuman,
To the people who loves us the most,
and to the people who protects us,
without asking for a penny.
Its the light from whats right,
which fights for whats true.

The journey to the light consists of poets which tells you how a boy got out of crimes and lived a happy life