Poetry

Wednesday, 14 October 2020

Son of mine

 You can climb the highest peak

You need not ask when you may speak

You are ready and doing fine

Son of mine


Son of mine you dig coal

Down in the pits of your soul

Where the devils battle daily

For their meal

They do the deal with you,

Yes they'd steal

Your very heart so you can't feel

But don't let them take control

Hold your line

Oh son of mine


Son of mine you need not ask

Who is real and who wears a mask

Take yours off let yourself reveal

Your true face to the sunshine

Son of mine


I know you battle with alcohol

And all those demons who'd claim your soul

But do not fall into their snares anymore

The path is long, the road is narrow

With many traps to fall into shadow

But stay the course, you must stay true

To the good force inside of you

Until it brings you out into light

My sunshine

Oh son of mine


You have gambled

And you have lost

Everything you own on a single toss

But you can know you're not alone

We are all just flesh and bone

Now you are ready, and doing fine

Oh my son,

Son of mine

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