Do not drink that bitter drink and make that face, nor fill your head with those thoughts.
No one put a gun to your head, it was your own loss.
We woke up that one morning and chose violence, violence over kin, pay, and a steady life.
Tell a tale, write a story if you want, it was your own strife.
We made the ultimate choice and walked into a fog of the scariest thing a man can face: the unknown.
We see families grow and friends move on, while we just ask to be left alone.
But years in, rest assured, after many friends lost, and dues paid, we visit the good doctor by the hoard.
Fear not, for we chose this, the unknown, it is the way of the sword.
Some people say, “You only go around the world once.” But Nader Gamez can tell you that it can be done a few times. Nader has a wide background of experience in his upbringing, describing himself as “Basically a Chicago street thug combined with border town Texican and a side of Madison Midwesterner.” He graduated with a BA in International Studies from the University of Wisconsin, Madison, with a minor in drinking.
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