Thin On the Ground 

 
Don’t speak, 
They don’t want to hear.  

Never share,  
They’ll never care.  

Don’t waste your breath – 
You ain’t got much to spare.  

Screw the reasons,  
They ain’t got guts. 
Screw their worries, 
The jealous  
Will just call brave, 
Nuts.  

Nobody will admit it,  
But we’re all headed down,  
On the same  
Nowhere lanes. 

Don’t quit-on yourself, though.  
Don’t do like everybody else,  
Be brave,  
Go for broke.  

It’s the only way  
A long shot 
Can cope. 

Thin on the ground, 
Nobody wins,  
There’s no fangs of meat to fear,  
Stay crazy between the ears,  
Brazen belly of hope.