The Weak End - Mr. J. Medeiros

When it first happened

He heard laughing

The words trapped in

The absurd action turned as curd does

Ask him

Air sour shared in a shower of stares

The power to dare

A coward to devour a hare

Wearing a sheep’s skin

He peeks in and sees the company that keeps him

Blunted on the hunt they seek weak men

Running on the train for the hundreds and change

With money to claim

Let’s see them take it from me again

On the weak end

Say you will

I’ll believe you can help me survive

My excuses

Say I can

And remind me that I’m still a man

A man

A man with choices

With his brim slanted

His slim standing grinning within

Handed his jim to the kid at the window

Implanted

Sin branded his kin

A lantern as dim

As the answers we spin on CNN

What are we here for

Call him a friend when it calls you again

The drawls we defend falling to the floor on our men

The porn

Or the pen writing on the walls we suspend

We tell ourselves we’ll never do it again

On the weak end

Say you will

I’ll believe you can help me survive

My excuses

Say I can

And remind me that I’m still a man

A man

A man with choices

Now I don’t know what’s more useless

The truth when it’s truth-less

The youth’s only enemy

Wasted energy and excuses

Always with somebody to blame

In a lottery sorry you’re the only body to claim

Now there the proof is

Now tell me where the roof is

I’ll tare a hole in it before I ever leave my true friends

And don’t even question me on family

The weak end can’t handle me