For the Sons of Men

Segun my child! My son! Soon, the cock will crow at dawn And the east will showcase the sun Soon, you will leave my home, To found your own With words of wisdom, you won’t be alone. Like a mini-skirt, advice is too short But it covers the body’s vital lot. Hear me. Your brother is not your friend, He is another you, but independent So your love for one another, allow no dent For the sons of men… Every journey far destination brings Nature presents a transport means The snow has the snow dogs The desert has the camels The long distant road has the horse Even technology came to aid us For the road, we have the cars For the seas and ocean, the ship For the rail, the train The sky has the airplane All, to lead us through our destiny lane That is it with man’s life and the battle in it For whatever fate comes to us, so be it As the future hungers like a wild beast Likewise on it, your eyes be firmly fixed Take a deep breath my child, and learn this Every master was once an apprentice Be it the prophets or the dentists Fate is most times very unfair Be not defeated by the things you saw For life is more like war And all is fair in love and war. But whatever life’s battle you face Nature will surely with remedy surface. When you fall or fail Don’t ceaselessly wail Inhale…count to ten, and then exhale Turn stumbling block to stepping stone, So the builders reject, will be chief cornerstone Two Demi-gods are on man’s destiny entrance Their names, Consistency and Perseverance Segun, to them, you must bow No matter what, no matter how On their feet, bring your head down I know my son, I know, That adventure is the blood of the youths But by rushing the moment, the petals are bruised So, calmly assimilate my child, calm study For so, Apostle Paul admonished Timothy Never be the first to hate But to forgive, be the first and be in haste My son, all humans can’t love you If they all do, then they want to kill you Likewise, all humans can’t hate you If they all do, then they want the best for you What people suffer to get, yet you so easily get That you must never despise For it is your miracle in disguise For the sons of men, Me, myself and I comes first Don’t follow that context If you find the opportunity to rule My son, take the alternative to lead For where rulers doom, leaders bloom When fortune knocks on your door, Be quick to offer him a sit Use your wisdom and condor To keep him and give him no exit