The Critic

The Critic

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

Published by

lionelntasano

Author of 'Greener on the Other Side' - his fiction has also appeared in 'Pear Drop Journal'. He is at work on a novel that delves into the intricacies, and conundrums of the meaning of manhood in today's world.

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