Thursday, July 18, 2013

from your father


what would I like to tell my son
the apple of my eye and not yet one
there are many things so let me begin
first; to be happy, my boy, is to win
know the world is not a fair place
but let that not change your ways
believe in good when good eludes you
also that sorrow is just a point of view
sometimes even the sun may not be bright
but it’s ok to know fear but not fright
it’s also ok to fall and ok to cry
and getting up may take more than a try
back yourself and strength you will find
not from muscle but from your mind
falling in love is easy, so is breaking a heart
don’t stop one, the other don’t start
save your money but invest in friends
they last longer than stock market trends
don’t drink much but do try one beer
or maybe two if you have another near
always be kind and without excuse
for it’s not you walking in their shoes
remember - saying sorry is not for the meek
(just don’t say it week after week)
be proud of your brains but take pride in your sweat
for hard work dazzles more than intellect
honesty isn't easy and it’s easier to bluff
but integrity is what makes a man tough
be a man of peace but game for a fight
brave for what you believe to be right
never stop caring, never grow cold
because to stop feeling is to grow old
give everything your everything, that is all
the long and long of this poem tall
and last; to be happy, my boy, is to win
so crank up that smile and make it a grin

ram cobain

hero

the toughest thing is to smile
while somehow suppressing the bile.

ram cobain

fact


woe whispered in my ear
use my hand and wipe that tear
true she loved, laughed and then she left
you bruised, broken, betrayed, bereft
but compare this to the tragedy
what if there were never a she

ram cobain