Like a son, whom you'll never disown,
The ugly past and grudges you withhold,
Egotism and tantrums you must forgo.
Your progenies are your pride
And your eyes on the quest for a happy home
That must be your goal.
As the head of the home you must admit
That your role is tough.
A king on his throne or
A He-goat on a couch
Is your choice to make
For the latter is treated like a curse
But the former earns its respect!
#Golden_INSPIRATIONS.
POET: Babatunde Modupe
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