Son from Rejecting Soma by Steve Mcauliffe & The Mighty Ur

SON
Oh son of mine
Be ever-vigilant, be diligent
Yet never forget to be flippant at least when the occasion demands it
Never compromise except when necessity dictates that you must
And never take a single thing on trust
Never position yourself in a nowhere place
Just to feed the needs of others
Because although initially you may merely
Lightly bruise yourself
In time, trust me
You will completely lose yourself
Incrementally you will lose yourself should you meekly surrender
And if you do meekly surrender you shall find yourself in a place of un-belonging
Longing for a sticking place to screw your courage to
You will find yourself adrift and lost at sea
Like the mid-Atlantic accents of the Washington correspondents on the B-B-C -
Son, the same families and old familiar bloodlines
Still rule this cursed country
And the trick is to never settle long enough for them to heed you
For them to bleed you
Son
We all need you
As we need all the sons and daughters of this blessed isle
To break with the cycle of conditioned pain and sorrow
And build the paradise that our generation steadfastly failed to
---Son, you must believe
Son…. You must conceive of this:
You, and all our blessed sons and daughters
Are the architects of tomorrow

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