Son, you were feral to remain within your sac;
the doctor slit your mother’s perineum
and you gasp breath.
My secret to you on that day is the same
as I whisper today; be the rare
pearl but do not
couple yourself to a strand, I did not raise
you to be like me,
not one bit.
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
Son, you were feral to remain within your sac;
the doctor slit your mother’s perineum
and you gasp breath.
My secret to you on that day is the same
as I whisper today; be the rare
pearl but do not
couple yourself to a strand, I did not raise
you to be like me,
not one bit.
