A Poem: Walk With Your Sons

As I stood at the “line “
A beautiful sight I did see, a young man
and by his side a young shorty, around the age of 8.
They caught my eye because I sensed a closeness
They were Black, both casual and neatly dressed,
None of that neighborhood mess.
As they walked the man kept a watchful eye on the shorty
and the shorty an eye on the man. He knew the “ways “
of the man and he waited for the cues, for direction.
I noticed the mutual respect. They clearly had
An understanding …………………………
Walk with your Sons ​………………………………………….
Guide him, hold his hand as long as you can,
Teach him and demonstrate how to be a Man.
Teach him to respect all women, elders and his fellow man.
Instill a value system early, so when the time comes
and he is tested he can “Stand.“
Walk with your Sons .​……………………………
Help him to understand early what he sees
and help him to establish a strong sense of foundation
and identity. Let him know that he is loved, so the world
won’t seem soo cold. The day will come when that love
is repaid, perhaps when you are old.
Walk with your Sons
Talk with him, explore his mind. You’d be surprised
what you may find. Promote education, technical skills
Teach him an honest way to pay his bills. Give him a
caring “push“ if you must. He’ll understand one day
the reason for all the “fuss.“
Without preparation, it’s like pushing a empty cart uphill.
Walk with your Sons ………..

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