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The Critic

The Critic

written by: Lionel Ntasano



My job is to find fault
Like this beef steak I am eating which lacks a pinch salt
I can’t do, so I point out all your flaws
I feel better when a strong man stumbles and crawls

I know too well the long hours required
To achieve the goal that is so much desired
I have calculated the cost
To acquire the bragging rights to boast

It is really all about the blood, sweat and tears
For all these things feed my innermost fears
Therefore, I resort to finding fault
As the strong man’s struggles come to a deserving halt

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