Letter To A Son (Part I)

My son...
Be strong. Courage is not bravery, but they're both birds of a feather.
The future is bright, but intelligence is the flash light to see it better.
Take the good with a smile; Take the bad with a frown.
Pretend not to be happy when sad; don't act up when you're down.
Have faith in your ability, believe in your strength.
Don't go along with the crowd mentality, but cautiously follow the trends.
Fall in love. Play in its childish mud of hope.
But remember, love is not everlast; the mud is sweet, but every child grows.
Take care not to hurt a dear one with your words,
Apologies are accepted, but like strangers, it doesn't mean they're welcomed.
Take care not to break the heart of a girl who loves you.
For a womans love runs deep, it's sacrificial and very true.
But...i've also seen the downside of loving too much.
The pain sticks...maybe forever,
But rest assured, no one is far from its touch.
For even Yahweh is subject to a broken heart,
Because choice is a whore; use her as you please...
And take a path.

My son...
Take a path...time waits for no one, not even for the dead.
So i end this with a fatherly kiss to your forehead.
Good night my son, sleep well...
...From your father who cares.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this poem series was inspired by the rift i saw in the relationship between the average african father and his offspring. unspoken love, embedded in the food of wisdom. dedicated to my father.
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