Book of Boris — Chapter XLVI: The Bridge and the Flame
Verse 1: I like my family. But I could burn that entire bridge and laugh.
Verse 2: Not from hate. From release. From finally choosing silence over noise.
Verse 3: If peace demands fire, then let it burn clean— no ash worth keeping.
Annotation — Jerry “The Ankle Biter” Silverhand:
No compromise this time, boss. You didn’t light the bridge out of spite. You lit it so you’d stop walking back.