Greetings everyone!
On that faithful day he was to be electrocuted, an opportunity was given to a prison inmate on a death row and asked for his last wish before he would be electrocuted in the chair, he requested for a pen and paper, then wrote;
Dearest mother, if the law was fair enough today, you would be here seated next to me waiting to be electrocuted in the electric chair, but no, our today's law has gone blind and here I am being convicted for the crimes we both committed.
Mother, I'm sure you won't forget in a hurry how it all started, remember when I was just at age 3, then I stole my brothers sweets and you didn't correct me, remember very well that I was just 5 years by the time I stoled my neighbors toys and hid them at our house in your presence, but you couldn't asked where I got them from or who owns them. You said nothing absolutely.
Mummy remember when I was just 12 years old when I hid my cousin ball in the garage, when he had come to play with us at home and you said you didn't see it, yet you did.
I'm pretty sure that you don't forget that faithful day I was expelled from school for stealing from my colleagues at age 15, on my arrival at home, daddy wanted to give me a deserving punishment but you wouldn't let him, and later that same day you and Dad had a bitter argument because of me because you were defending wrongly.
Mummy you said I was still young, you said the teachers were wrong to said that I wasn't attending classes in school. You wouldn't cease to defend me even when you knew I was wrong. I stoled our neighbors bicycle when I was just 17 years, upon their shouting, mummy you didn't report to them that I stole it. You literally kept mute about e everything I did wrong.
I'm afraid that the light of this born again might not burn again mummy. Sparing your rod from correcting me was actually where you got it all wrong mum, I wasn't that young to be corrected or even shouted at.
I know you would say that you loved me, thought that might be true, but loving me in the absence of corrections doesn't balance the equation mummy. I got spoiled under your watch, under your supposed arms of love, I began stealing from home until today when I will be executed for bank robbery and murder.
I vividly remember that this very journey begins from taking other people's toys without a rebuke, instead I had a cheers and accolades. I knew I was very young, but I needed your parental guidance. By the time you'll be reading this massage, I will be gone.
Yours truly, and loving son.
This isn't a regular write-up, but a wake up call to all parents out there, remember what the Bible says in proverbs 13:24
Those who spare the rod of discipline hate their children. Those who love their children care enough to discipline them. Thought it's adviseable to love your children, but please don't forget the place of discipline in your child's life.
Hold them accountable. Sparing the rod could mean spoiling them.
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