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Eight o'clock and as always, it seemed like a normal day
two brothers and a destiny, a mother and a father
the boy, about whom I come to sing to you, was seven years old
but I'm going to go back a week
My 18-year-old son started to go off the rails
his GPA was very low, he was rude to his mother
he locked the room , supposedly his privacy
but of weapons in my house, he hid an arsenal
On Thursday of that week, I met a couple of friends
they had a different appearance, they were not people of his type
br/>I kept quiet about strange things, as long as I was his friend
and so as not to see him angry, I would fulfill any whim
And that day was the end
that the youngest son Or I would go to school to study
the mafia cartels were going to fight
and with a stray bullet, they destroyed my home
The surprise is fatal
that the son At 18, he is very involved with death, with drugs, he participates in cruelty and in the death of his brother he was the intellectual author. I am just another one in the sum. br/>who is a victim of the newspaper in the corrupt society
we all know of someone who harms others
and I used to cover up their mistakes
And today I come to expose them
/>the bully that walks in the street is part of my home
one less that is loose in the world will help him
if you know a son like mine, please report now