There’s this place I grew up
right between respect and loyalty.
This place where only the ones who
know, know. There’s this place
that breathes safety to those who
choose to rest easy here. This place
has people who come and go and that’s
just fine with those who stay.
They were never meant to be there in the
There’s this place that stays solid amidst
the chaos and pain. It stays whole through
the storm and rises even stronger than
before its battles. This place has room for
you and me over and over again.
There’s this place that has to be unforgiving.
It has to hold fast onto its ideas of trust and
honor. Without passion towards these
innumerable odds, this place will wither
and nothing will be sacred.
There’s this place I go to when I feel my
back against a wall. This place doesn’t fail me.
Only the humans who claim to know this space do.