A Weathered Man

You don’t have to be a weathered man
to feel the heat that’s coming, feel the sear
on your skin that’s already got pigs in China
sweltering, too worn out even to oink

they’re drowning in the Mediterranean,
just rolling the dice to get to a better place
they’re crying in the jungles of Darien
just to get to USA’s barbed wire heaven

I’m a weathered man …