"It was a father to a son, 

and that son to his son,

that set the tone for a future

which had not begun.

With freedom like a river

that had sadly ran dry,

His unsettled upbringing

did not let him lie.

This son knew that lies,

Small or immense,

could burn all he loved,

and all he defends.

So he stands tall and firm

with consequence at mind,

and tells his story

which is one of a kind."

"My boy," said my father,

"I'm glad he is true."

I said, "That son is me, dad,

and I just want to be like you."