The Crutch Gil Scott-Heron, Makaya McCraven

[00:31.68] His eyes half-closed revealed his world of nod [00:36.67] A world of lonely men and no love, no god [00:42.03] His life of seeming nonchalance can't hide [00:46.73] The pain and fear that in his mind reside [01:11.74] From dawn till dawn, his body houses hurt [01:16.57] And none of us can truly aid his search [01:21.56] We sit outside and sing cliches, the fool [01:26.49] It's always easy to forecast other's doom [01:31.28] The savage beast that once so soothed his brain [01:35.93] Has reared it's ugly head and staked its claim [01:41.46] Call Yama, here sits one more soul [01:46.30] That he will have to add to sorrows toll [01:51.87] These men, still men, would be like you and me [01:56.98] But when the world reached out they chose to flee [02:26.01]