18 Nov 2015


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

They try to make

That way
When you get into it

You will come out

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

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