You've Got To Worry

Forget that I told you to keep your head up,
I told you to smile even when you cry,
It was an attempt to help you remain hopeful,
Not to make you lead a life of lies.

Now pay attention son as I speak,
Wise words are scarcer than gold,
Wise men have been erased completely,
Living behind those with filthy tales to be told.

You're a part of a silent war,
Not fought with guns and sword,
A manipulation by forces in the highest places,
And those pretending to campaign for peace are the warlords.

Switch off the television and pay attention son,
Is that all what you want to see?
Multiple gold chains hanging on one neck with jeans falling from the butt,
Is that what you want to be?

Indiscriminate sexual orientations,
Morality has lost it's place,
Well,son we call it our own civilization,
Everywhere you find noblemen with no face.

Son,don't be misled by the world,
Everything in it is passing away,
All the things you're misled to cherish and adore,
Will by fire be consumed on that evil day.

Don't reject what is true son,
In this day where things are turned upside down,
Princes are made to feel like slaves,
While ignoble people run the town.

And life's reduced to pussy,pay and pearls;
Mansions and flashy automobiles,
Souls exchanged for temporal worthless items,
Too drunk on toxic ideologies they spill.

Son,don't conform with the ways of the world,
Nurse aspirations and dreams,
But be suspicious of all that glitters,
And don't travel with the stream.

I've written to you in tears,
I don't want you to be sorry,
Ahead of you lies many turbulent years,
And you've really got to worry.