Letter To A Son (Part Iii) Poem by Mifa words

My son...
Love what you do, but prefer what you love.
Make compromises, but know when enough is enough.
Be married to the truth, but be acquainted with subterfuge;
Because life is everything, and even lies have their use.
No one is superhuman, so don't put on the outfit;
But everyone needs a hero; someone just like them, but with a little more wits.
Find inner peace within you, wherever it may be
For the calm and peace in you is what reflects for others to see.
Be your brothers keeper, but let him hold the keys;
For we're duty bound to no one, and whatever will be, will be.
I won't force you to believe in God, or in anything,
But rest assured he exists, even if he doesn't, believing alone is something.
To some, it's everything. So take caution on how you speak,
Don't be blinded-shut by your principles, and then trample on the weak.
If possible, keep your faith-debates in the solace of your mind,
Talk little of it; what is not known now, would be known in time.

...Sleep calls on your dear father, son.
My friendship with strength has withered for long.
But take care, be strong...
...From your dear father, son long.