Dear Son & Daughter…

Dear offspring,
In words and voice I spell and call you son,
much from this little I would sleep in peace if you know.
Do not call me father with the voice of norm,
but a friend that the eyes of norm is looking to see.
You will be a junky that the society would see but not recognize for your ears would swallow words of wisdom and foolishness which care must take care of, from being abusive.
Your eyes would hear stories, stories you will feel are too old for my ears to chew,so you will respect muteness and tell me via ignorance that will land directly in front of my comprehension.
I will shower you with smiles not of love but pity for in your safety you will find discomfort.
But to you I will beg to take caution of the naiveness of comfort for your ignorance tells more stories to its ignorance more than the vitality of wise sayings.

Bangwan.