Dear daughter
The daughter of my womb
Never use short cuts
as the only way out of the jungle
You will turn prey to the wild cats
Their thirsty they will quench on your flesh
Discarding yours carcass
Like puppets dumped after use
Dear daughter
This old cats like swimming in the young streams
After making the waters folly
They will clean the... now dirty scent
From their fur
To their family they'll return
Where they enjoy the deep sweet waters
No need of cleaning the scent after hours of
Swimming
Dear daughter
Be contented with your family's efforts
Never desire for more
Coz dark desires frm ur soul they'll emerge
Please listen to momma's counsel
Coz she saw the hunger of this old cats
B4 you came onto the dirty fresh earth
She chose the main route over the shortcuts
Daughter fear the sound of this old cats
Coz they are meant to deceive
And their pleasures are short lived
When reality strikes you on the head
They are long gone
Coz their bellies yearns to consume more preys.
Dear daughter
Always rem easy is a dangerous route than hardships
Never be quick to enjoy free sails
Coz they are Neva free.
©kennie
K