The Legend of Met (Sin 30)
"Who I call my son, no, He is not my son, but Son of my son. "Tis so, 'Cause blood son is a bum. "So in grandson I put hope, But he threw it away. He's bright, so chose best? Nope. To nonsense he's been swayed. "He says firmament to break, Water to come and come. He won't cease for my sake. I'm his kin, they say, dumb. "He claims this without clues, Persists for centuries. It makes me appear fool. And he also preaches. "He builds and gathers beasts. His folly makes me angry. I am hate him at... Sign in to see full entry.