To My Sons
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
If you can bare to hear the truth twisted by fate
to make a trap for fools
If you can see all the things u gave your life to broken
Yet pick them all up and rebuilt them
If you can walk with kings
and not lose your common core
And still keep your virtue
When neither Foes and Loving friends can either hurt you
If all men count with you
But none too much
If you can feel the Unforgiven trysts
And still walk the path of vigor
In this world and everything in it
You'll be a man
My son
Copyright © Connie Moraba | Year Posted 2014
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