If you ever live
Incase I never be
Though in my memoir you did

Dear Son,
This world is a mirage to those who don’t want to see

Anything is capable of everything
That which made you sad could have make you smile

Let the blanket protect you
In the winter
When the snow of frustration fall on you
And in the summer when the haze of rejection and loneliness rain

Dear Son,
When you see obstacle
Present it courage

When you feel weak
Have determination

When frustration seat on you
It is opening your door of realization

When you don’t have
Get through finding to give

But,
Sometimes the rain might have to beat you, for life test our patience

Dear Son,
Do not hate do not regret
And when all throw at you
Let your admirable lucidity rescue you from the absurd


Though in plenitude pain I waft
Plenty invisibilities I saw


In the pinnacle of success
Know those who befriends your wealth

Incase I never be
Even though you haven’t be
In my memoir you be, so
Take what I can give
A blanket.

A blanket for my son
the one tru travail i born
as i cease to live
dont sulk with grieve

it was just my time
all mortals come to that prime

so be strong my son
and enjoy d warmth of the sun

my son as i'd never be
hold on to what of me u see

life my son is always not fair
be brave in the face of dispair

As i'm no more still remain positive
and dont join the gang of talkative

my son in ur brain is ur wealth
so hold it high until death

take this my blanket of advice
wrap urself wit it til we see in paradise