Youthful

Take a puff or take a sip of wine Come to bars, discotheques or inn So say my friends every time In the sleep, awakening and dream But Dad how long, how long Shall I be able to shy away such lures as I pass along? You are like a lotus my child While being rooted in the mud You blossom floating above the murky water Drops of which slide off your petals of attachment and desire You are like rain drops Absorbing dirt particles To shine on the evil and the good Thus gaining wisdom in the ground And flowering your soul into bright sunshine From the primeval mud of so called beguiled-shrine Oh my child, you are always special to us In the midst of serenity and shyness But Dad if I don't come They make fun of me Dubbed as a little baby swinging in a cradle And dreaming a paradise of fool Oh my child it happened in all cultures That our friends did party and dance And made fun of certain peers By calling them geeks or nerds But they were the ones Who turned into Bill Gates or Steve Jobs Or Edison or Einstein who left us With great discoveries and insights So my child in any battle May what the circumstances prevail The stronger one wins The weaker loses And I'm not here singing of physical strength Remember that people respect mental strength And as the day comes to close What matters is sit around and talk wise If you don't want to hang out with those boys They can never force you them to oblige If they are river, then You become the ocean