#boondock

I am the stone that builder refused I am the visual The inspiration That made lady sing the blues

I'm the spark that makes your idea bright The same spark That lights the dark So that you can know your left from your right

I am the ballot in your box The bullet in your gun The inner glow that lets you know To call your brother son The story that just begun The promise of what's to come And I'm 'a remain a soldier till the war is won

Made some more Boondocks! Here's the caption from the blogdock:

Juliet made Ma show her the family scrapbook, so here's some Boondock throughout the ages

5: Pa gave me a harmonica for guildmas 10: Lucky and I went Campus Valorus for the summer 15: Made some upgrades to Reaper Man 19: Joined the party out of Phoenixheart