My Son

My son listen to me You are deceived because You chosed to be deceived The fall of women is their Ears and their emotions My son listen to me You are a man and will Fall because of your eyes And your inability to control and Rule over your wills My son teach your daughters To know that beauty is In the character and What makes a man is not strength For it fades as beauty does The beauty of men is in their Commitment My son listen to me You are different because The trauma's of life have Seen you yet you scale through Like warriors of Texas Be intimate to your commitment The you will come to know that Ageing is closer to all like the future