Blood Is Thicker Than Water

I thought blood was no longer thiker than water. But that's not the matter. Even that who calls you honey, Will run away when you have no money. Listen to me yee! Not in anyway will I mislead thee. Build a rapport. Your kins need your report. Let your mother be your accomplice. She always know how to accomplish. You can always use her as an alibi. Remember tha time she sang you lullaby. You have those you call comrade. But I tell you they'll come and raid. That day when you'll go. They'll come eat as they go. They'll praise you during the requim mass. But those will be the words of the mass. Your kins will sing the dirges. As your gang act as your judges. Do not be a city boy. You life will be a bouy. Go back to the village. Do not cry much about the milage. Your village people needs you. Once you go to the village you'll get a ewe. But I tell you, you need them more. One day you grave will need a mow. Heed to the words of an erudite sage. Do not judge by looking at the age. I put this message in words. Take this to the entire world. Tha Formidable Cheru. #themonk