A Lean and Hungry Look

Beware the thin man
Beware what can’t be written in a book
Guard against betrayer’s blades
That killer has a lean and hungry look
And if you think power protects you, it doesn’t
No one comes near to help you
To your aid
Just one
One more betrayal
Before you die
One last cigarette
Your enemies are mind to kill you
And the rationales already made
Deadly with intent they come towards you
An escape, an exit
There is none
And look, among the men
Who mind you kill you
Just one
One more betrayal
Before you die
Before you die
One last cigarette
There is one, almost a brother (Just one)
Who you think of as a son
One more betrayal
Before you die
Before you die
One last cigarette
Just one more betrayal, as you die