The Journey took so long
I survived hail, winds and storms
It needs focus so be strong
though it’s funny to the throng
I’ve met those who vaunt their talks but fail the path,
those who are filled with pride and wrath
That was quarter mile of my journey
I have people I call family but we are not agnates
people who support never affront
Those who correct never abash
be yourself
the world is full of backstabbers
be yourself
the world is full of pretenders
be yourself
loyalty is rare
be yourself

remember, you rather carry a sack
of advice than a bag of money with no direction.