you will never hear the complaints of your shortcomings
or how i felt i was betrayed and left with my face in the mud
cause i have better things to do for my ranch awaits
and it requires me to milk that cow in the morning
take the horse out to the fields for grazing
train my dog to rip off throats of any intruders
and kill my chickens so we can eat
you will not hear me complaining about your betrayals though i know them
and i know you know that i know
for my mind is far off on the fields where i belong
where my buffaloes are well fed
and my dogs are mean and nasty
where my roosters crow in the mornings
and my girl sleeps naked next to me on our hardened mattress
i take no prisoners
i leave no margin for error
i have to work around the clock
without any appreciation
nor do i ask for it.
i like my bike muscular
and my gun double barrelled
i like the smell of the soil in the mornings
and that of gun powder
keep your government and your tax invoices
i got mouths to feed
i got some on my ranch too
but all of you are the real sheeps
unknown to the real world
just real on your screens and pages
while i am the real man that gets shit done
on all of the life’s stages
so fuck on off, excuse my french
i am not that well versed and got no manners
but unlike you i am tolerant towards all
and i only wave my family and this earth’s banner.
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