10 years in and out of poverty, 10 years with the weight of survival on my back. To die a ninja is a glorious way to die. I will never stop being their mother you can strip me down to bones bleed me out choke me arrest me do what you want and grind the marrow all away and I will still be stubbornly devoted—a slave to them even from dust even from the crypt for my love for them will always be a blanket of protection. And if you hurt them I will haunt you I will find you, you will never escape this mother’s wrath.