September 22, 2016
Dear Todd,
I am writing to tell you that we have a teenager. Rest assurred that in the midst of my own mental deteriation I have not forgotten his birthday. I know that technically, we have another 2 months until his 13th trip around the sun has come to completion...but he is already showing signs. So I have decided to begin documentation.
I think it's gonna be a good time, if he can just keep himself alive. And to that effect, I call upon the Gods of Brains with this plea.
Oh Mighty Gods
Of Wisdom that is Teen,
Please put down your iPhone 7's,
And all that comes in form of screen.
Please look upon those
Whom, like a sponge, absorb our changing world
But without really thinking, try to process
With emotions that come unfurled
Let him always choose
To look both ways
Focus on what he loves
And get straight A's?
All right, the grades would be
An extra perk
But, please just let him
Understand hard work
And let him choose wisely
When given the test
Of self-destruction or
What for him would be best
May he pick up wet towels
And not leave them on the floor
May he remember when he leaves the house
To shut and lock the door
May he think twice
Before meeting strangers online
Before chugging beer
Or touching wine
And may he always stay kind
With an awareness of those with less
And a sense of importance
That his goal should be to help; not impress
And if nothing else
Please let him not be swayed
To be anything other than who he is
Tomorrow or Today
Dear Todd,
I am writing to tell you that we have a teenager. Rest assurred that in the midst of my own mental deteriation I have not forgotten his birthday. I know that technically, we have another 2 months until his 13th trip around the sun has come to completion...but he is already showing signs. So I have decided to begin documentation.
I think it's gonna be a good time, if he can just keep himself alive. And to that effect, I call upon the Gods of Brains with this plea.
Oh Mighty Gods
Of Wisdom that is Teen,
Please put down your iPhone 7's,
And all that comes in form of screen.
Please look upon those
Whom, like a sponge, absorb our changing world
But without really thinking, try to process
With emotions that come unfurled
Let him always choose
To look both ways
Focus on what he loves
And get straight A's?
All right, the grades would be
An extra perk
But, please just let him
Understand hard work
And let him choose wisely
When given the test
Of self-destruction or
What for him would be best
May he pick up wet towels
And not leave them on the floor
May he remember when he leaves the house
To shut and lock the door
May he think twice
Before meeting strangers online
Before chugging beer
Or touching wine
And may he always stay kind
With an awareness of those with less
And a sense of importance
That his goal should be to help; not impress
And if nothing else
Please let him not be swayed
To be anything other than who he is
Tomorrow or Today
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