Promise me son,
Do not go where I have gone
Do not see what I have seen
For I am less of a man for it, and regret most of what I’ve done.
Promise me son,
Do not poison your mind with chemicals,
Do not burn up what I gave you to attract warmth,
For I have seen many men die because they could not stand the cold.
Promise me son,
Do not trash the earth in the ways that I have
Do not act unconsciously,
For my conscious does not forget now what I’ve done
Promise me son,
Do not hand your heart out
Do not put yourself in the hands of others
For your heart will be scabbed and torn with wounds
Instead,
Do not go where I have gone
Keep your heart near
And you will be a happy man,
With peace of mind.

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