Here For You For my loved ones that hug guns Bludgeoned in life's dungeons I feel for you For those who weep in their seats And cry out loud Tears we can't see I'm here for you For those in the struggle Trying to do right Working day and night To keep food and lights Screaming quietly for a break I hear you For those on their toes Who no one knows As homies drop and sorrow grows Packing pistols Lacking guidance Slowly bleeding Oozing silence Ignored by everyone Except when they bring violence I fear for you Little brittle one Full of charm and innocence Face of an angel Almost one Smile still all gums Taking steps ­ each one closer Who'd you get that hair from? I'm definitely here for you, Boo. -Joseph Soto