Bright Moon Studio

Your vendetta travels with you;  
caught up in your spell
I dance to the beat of your drum. 
It is not my drum.
I try to give it back  
but you won't take it!
I can't play this drum,
for the skin is smeared with blood  
you are waiting to spill.

Travel has a way of making you see the essentials. I encourage you to escape your comfort zone this year, and remember what you truly have.