Always
think 2 steps ahead
Or
more than that
Think
to tomorrow
Think
to sunset and sunrise
Over
and over
Think
towards drought and
Bombs
dropping
Have
every answer ready
To
every single question
Every
futile and brain-dead
Point
They
try to make
That
way
When
you get into it
You
will come out
Victorious
Not
as a prize fighter
Standing
over your quarry
But
simply a man of words
Of
streetwalking sense
And
universal logic
Guard
up
Shield
up
Always
ready
but
for
the sake of your drunken soul
do
not succumb
Continue
to hustle and slip and
Slide
into the gaps and cracks
It
is a shameful reality that
We
should be forced
To
have to live our lives
This
way
But
there is no other way to
Survive.