• moh_asif 14w

    Sorry mother
    For the words, you'll hear
    Your son ain't a collector
    Or a man of honor
    He has a face that none praise
    A heart that none care for
    And a body worth nothing
    He doesn't save lives
    Or build or invent
    He's a disgrace to all of mankind

    Sorry mother
    For your son,
    Won't join the fool's guild
    And call himself a man
    He says he'll be a farmer
    Touch the soil with his feet
    Call himself an outlaw

    Sorry mother
    Your son, he's a traitor
    He's a beast that can't be tamed
    Take him away
    Safe from the poisoned minds
    Let him have his way

    -Asif