MY SON

My son
What do you want your son to become?

A leader?
A follower?
A philosopher?
Surely a scholar, not a bum
Ah, a lover?
Of Woman and man

Without love none he will become
Except the bum
My son, love
Love your son best as you can
It’s hard enough to endure while having it
Instilled, reinforced every day
Let alone not to have any
And become good
And a good man to stay

RDS
THE SECOND