A good running start you might say.
A nice quiet town, my own room.
They tried very hard, but one day,
I had to escape that cramped womb.
Why I didn't stay like my friends.
Who always obeyed, or more so
than I ever did, at loose ends,
my parents at last let me go.The day I broke free from their grip,
I didn't believe, what they said.
The price I would pay for my trip.
The pitfalls that lay up ahead.
I couldn't say now if it was
worth all that it cost to play fool,
to do it my way, diplomas,
aren't given to grads at this school.So here's to you mom, and dad too,
for all that you did, for my good.
My soul was too wild to subdue.
You did everything, that you should.
Louis William Rose
May 1994
