Son,
tread not on that way with them
refrain your foot from their path

Run away from the emptiness of their desires
dismiss their desperate sordidness
light up their weary paths
and keep breeding the truth

Sarong them in earnestness
shun worldly appellations
for those invitations are but bold distractions
that extinguish the Grace of eternal life

Gallop towards the road not taken
yes, this other path
else be sagged with the load of regrets

Slither into them
the...