Alexander Ioakimidis

Father to Son Consolation

Son, there will come a time,

In your life,

When you will ask questions,

And thousands of answers will rush in around you.


Sometimes people’s answers help,

And sometimes they don’t.

Sometimes they’re there to remind you,

Of everything you somehow ‘need’ to buy,

But probably will never use twice.


And sometimes they’re there to throw you off-track,

Knock you out, and keep you down.

It is these sorts of times when the truth seems blurred,

When it’s hard to see, and you’re not quite sure its there,

But everyone around you is licking their lips and telling you that it is.


When all of that happens,

Come straight on over to the wiser man,

And let me fill you with stories of youth and love,

Of inspiration and happiness.


Look straight to me,

When it’s sort of dark,

And the world freezes over.


Let me guide you,

With my years of wisdom,

As we traverse this long narrow chasm,

 We call life.


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