Men are not loved...
They are measured.
By what they build.
By what they bleed for.
By what they can provide when no one provides for them.
A man’s worth was never in who he was...
Only in what he could give.
Food.
Shelter.
War.
Peace.
And when he could no longer give…
they buried him.
And found another.
We tell boys they are kings.
But kings are only honored after they’ve conquered.
This world does not love men...
It consumes them.
Become what cannot be consumed.
Remain Stone.
@Dearme2_ God made me a destroyer of all things and a poison to those around me. I ended blood lines that leaves a wake of scorched earth behind me. It’s the purpose for which he created me and I am good at it. Good job fulling your destiny.