Not Easy Task Son

My son,
Stop gazing at me
And walk straight ahead

I know
there is no road ahead
but open your eyes
and walk through
that fog of reality

keep running my son
keep running for into the unknown
you may stumble upon your
future of happiness

ignore the multiple bodies
my son
ignore the easy pleasures
that appear and disappear
like bubbles in a stormy sea

open your ear wide
and hear the message
of the whispering voices
open your eyes and avoid the ditches son
being alive is no easy task.
by Everret Standa.